<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472</id><updated>2012-02-05T19:24:09.842-08:00</updated><category term='pozzifood.blogspot.com'/><title type='text'>Pocket Full of Pozzis</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1139478208202388873</id><published>2012-02-04T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T17:47:05.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, I guess it's been a while since I've blogged!&amp;nbsp; I've kinda proven to be not the best blogger. lol&amp;nbsp; I am just such a busy person an because of this I have not made it a priority to update things on here.&amp;nbsp; But I thought it was about time I did.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the regular keep up with the house and kids stuff, callings, and other mom things, I've been really getting more into my workouts.&amp;nbsp; After realising I had gained almost 20lbs back in the fall, I decided it was time to step it up with the workouts.&amp;nbsp; I've been really pushing myself and I've made more goals for myself.&amp;nbsp; I am eating better too.&amp;nbsp; Since I lost the weight I've been making more challenging goals...like getting a 6 pack!&amp;nbsp; I'm already at the 4 pack and I've heard it's super hard for women to get 6 packs but I'm gonna give it my all!&amp;nbsp; I really like having goals to work towards and I really like challenging and pushing myself.&amp;nbsp; So, most of my friends know I've been working out for over 10 years straight now without ever missing my routine.&amp;nbsp; I've even worked out the day after having my babies!&amp;nbsp; And I have mentioned years ago to a couple of people that in the future I would love to get into something like personal trainer, or fitness instructor.&amp;nbsp; Well, in December I started going to the YMCA to workout so that my kids could go to Kiddie Kare and I could actually work out uninterrupted!&amp;nbsp; And I love it!&amp;nbsp; I still sometimes workout at home when it's super cold, but it's been nice to get out and have that little break from the kids.&amp;nbsp; The first day I went there&amp;nbsp; talked to the manager about teaching a fitness class.&amp;nbsp; She said she didn't know when the course would be running and that she would let me know.&amp;nbsp; But a couple days later she offered me to teach a class for kids.&amp;nbsp; It's just a tumbler class for 3-5 year olds, once a week.&amp;nbsp; It's been kinda fun, but not something I want to do forever.&amp;nbsp; Then, last week, she called me and told me that I could take home the basic Theory book and read it at home and come in to do the test whenever I want!&amp;nbsp; So I can do it all on my own and become a fitness Instructor!&amp;nbsp; I am super excited!&amp;nbsp; I don't think I want to start teaching classes till Silver is in school, but it will be nice to have the certification done now.&amp;nbsp; Plus, it is something that really interests me, so I am enjoying reading the book and gaining the knowledge.&amp;nbsp; It's funny cause I called my sister in law Elysa to tell her about the course and she mentioned she wanted to be a personal trainer and then the next day her and Curtis were enrolled in online courses to do it!&amp;nbsp; So it's kinda funny now my whole family is getting into it.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty excited to be doing something for myself and feel like this will be the perfect thing for me when the kids are in school.&amp;nbsp; I've always wanted to work when they are in school but nothing full time and with this I can do a couple classes in the morning, or afternoon and still have time to be there for my kids.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;So, that's pretty much what I've been up to.&amp;nbsp; I've still been sewing and crocheting and doing other projects here and there.&amp;nbsp; I helped Reid with his Science fair project, which I plan to blog about later.&amp;nbsp; It's a busy life, but it's fun.&amp;nbsp; I really believe that when we push ourselves to our limits, we learn so much more about ourselves and are able to see more of our full potential.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1139478208202388873?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1139478208202388873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-for-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1139478208202388873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1139478208202388873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an Update!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7525393278401741117</id><published>2011-09-08T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T17:21:52.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First week for Leela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was Leela's first week of Kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; I know...where has the time gone.&amp;nbsp; It seems like just yesterday that I was staring at her little 5lb body!&amp;nbsp; She was so excited for school to start and even more excited to ride the bus for the first time.&amp;nbsp; When she found out her teacher would be Reid's old ECPD teacher she was thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;So, the first day we came to the bus stop and we waited...and waited...and waited.&amp;nbsp; It was about 45 mins late when I finally decided I would just drive her to school.&amp;nbsp; When I got to the school the bus was still sitting there at the school!!&amp;nbsp; Leela is in afternoons and they use the same bus to drive the morning class as they do the afternoon. Those morning kids had been sitting on that bus for over an hour before it even left the school!&amp;nbsp; Apparently the bus company still did not have address lists for the kids!&amp;nbsp; So I talked to the bus company and they assured me it would be on time the next day.&amp;nbsp; Well guess what??&amp;nbsp; it wasn't!&amp;nbsp; I decided I would wait as long as it took this time and it was about 40 mins till it came.&amp;nbsp; But my friend followed the bus to the school and she said it took another 30 mins for it to get to the school from my house!&amp;nbsp; So today I called the school before I left to see if the bus had even left the school yet an they told me they were running about 15mins late.&amp;nbsp; I don't know why the heck the buses aren't even leaving the school on time.&amp;nbsp; So anyways, when the bus finally came 1/2hr late a friend of mine was waiting with me for her morning kid to come off the bus.&amp;nbsp; Well...he wasn't on the bus!&amp;nbsp; So she was panicking and I was too so I called the school and they were like, "Oh, ya...we put a whole class of kids on the wrong bus so don't worry he will come soon.&amp;nbsp; My friend was freaking out.&amp;nbsp; The school didn't even think to let anyone know where her son was!&amp;nbsp; So, I am beyond frustrated.&amp;nbsp; I had a nice chat with the principle today, who is also beyond frustrated with everything too.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping next week they get everything figured out cause I don't know if I can deal with this much longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68qbgL7RFLE/TmkptloJ-oI/AAAAAAAABCI/OUGmHjjXttA/s1600/September+8+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68qbgL7RFLE/TmkptloJ-oI/AAAAAAAABCI/OUGmHjjXttA/s320/September+8+2011+016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the bus on the first day.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEc-NfNgzY/Tmkp1tPR2AI/AAAAAAAABCM/rqroYkF2PjY/s1600/September+8+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEc-NfNgzY/Tmkp1tPR2AI/AAAAAAAABCM/rqroYkF2PjY/s320/September+8+2011+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So excited!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haTKxLJcDYE/TmkpW0b6zpI/AAAAAAAABCE/VE9hhKKAld4/s1600/September+8+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haTKxLJcDYE/TmkpW0b6zpI/AAAAAAAABCE/VE9hhKKAld4/s320/September+8+2011+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love her big smile!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_e5fO_QuJg8/TmkqA1z5UqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/urBxWMy20sU/s1600/September+8+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_e5fO_QuJg8/TmkqA1z5UqI/AAAAAAAABCQ/urBxWMy20sU/s320/September+8+2011+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the classroom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0iGG8w9xlE/TmkqR4k4PZI/AAAAAAAABCU/N6h-m2mkBew/s1600/September+8+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0iGG8w9xlE/TmkqR4k4PZI/AAAAAAAABCU/N6h-m2mkBew/s320/September+8+2011+019.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So proud of my big girl!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gtyo1MKwPH0/TmkuEA5xsOI/AAAAAAAABCc/MQTmWDxlhws/s1600/September+8+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gtyo1MKwPH0/TmkuEA5xsOI/AAAAAAAABCc/MQTmWDxlhws/s320/September+8+2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reid on his first day of grade 5!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jID39yFAndI/TmkthiiFxZI/AAAAAAAABCY/h5Au8SN75bo/s1600/September+8+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jID39yFAndI/TmkthiiFxZI/AAAAAAAABCY/h5Au8SN75bo/s320/September+8+2011+003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jada waiting for the bus on her first day of grade 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So, while we're on the subject of panicking....ummm...I kinda lost Silver today.&amp;nbsp; I decided after freaking out at the school I would take her for a walk to the water park so I could calm down a bit.&amp;nbsp; She was playing on the park and I picked my phone for like 3seconds to check if I had any messages on my phone and then I looked up and she was gone.&amp;nbsp; I didn't freak out at first cause I just assumed she was in the tunnel.&amp;nbsp; So I called her a couple times, then I walked around the park and looked in the tunnel and she was gone!&amp;nbsp; There was only one other person at the park so I asked her if she saw her and she said no.&amp;nbsp; I was freaking out at this point.&amp;nbsp; I started running around the park screaming her name.&amp;nbsp; I looked on the street first and she wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; I ran into a jogger and she started looking for her too.&amp;nbsp; I was running all over just panicking.&amp;nbsp; I started to say a prayer in my head and then I had a thought to look back at the park.&amp;nbsp; When I got back there the lady said she found her in the tunnel.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe I didn't see her in there!&amp;nbsp; I picked her up and hugged her and then she told me she had to poop.&amp;nbsp; So I'm guessing she was hiding cause she didn't want to go home to go to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; The feeling of losing a child is the worst possible feeling in the world.&amp;nbsp; I never want to experience that ever again.&amp;nbsp; I think I'm going to stay home for the next couple of days!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7525393278401741117?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7525393278401741117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-week-for-leela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7525393278401741117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7525393278401741117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-week-for-leela.html' title='First week for Leela'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68qbgL7RFLE/TmkptloJ-oI/AAAAAAAABCI/OUGmHjjXttA/s72-c/September+8+2011+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-857167776197053677</id><published>2011-08-07T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:55:12.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This week we made a little 3 day trip to Edmonton with the kids.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun.&amp;nbsp; We wanted to make it all about the kids this time so we did lots of fun stuff for them.&amp;nbsp; Of course I had to get some shopping in too!&amp;nbsp; So first we went to the mall and I shopped with Silver while Ryan took the kids to see Smurfs.&amp;nbsp; They loved it!&amp;nbsp; Then he took them up to the hotel so I could shop some more all by myself!!&amp;nbsp; I'm so lucky to have a husband who doesn't complain about taking care of the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Silver on a ride at the mall: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suNL-qI9rls/Tj8LtLCRwlI/AAAAAAAABB0/GtRWz8zF3g8/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suNL-qI9rls/Tj8LtLCRwlI/AAAAAAAABB0/GtRWz8zF3g8/s320/072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, the next day we took the kids to the Telus World of Science.  (formally known as the space and science center)&amp;nbsp; It was so much better  than I thought it would be.&amp;nbsp; We watched a star show where the whole  theater is on the ceiling and it is lit up just like the night sky with all the stars.  We watched the big bird one so he told us all about the stars in a  really fun way.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to a few fun stations for little kids. &amp;nbsp;  One was all about sound, one was water, one was building and, hmmm...I  can't remember the other one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjJhuxngvW4/Tj7-Bg0SenI/AAAAAAAABAw/9v5k_9AFaAY/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjJhuxngvW4/Tj7-Bg0SenI/AAAAAAAABAw/9v5k_9AFaAY/s320/090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_i2k0-M4rQ/Tj7906SRI8I/AAAAAAAABAs/fQ4-FRQsVOQ/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_i2k0-M4rQ/Tj7906SRI8I/AAAAAAAABAs/fQ4-FRQsVOQ/s320/089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Later that evening I took Jada back to the rides.&amp;nbsp; We went on a roller coaster and let me tell you...it was freaken scary!!&amp;nbsp; I screamed the whole time!&amp;nbsp; Jada laughed at me cause there were little kids on it having so much fun and I was terrified!&amp;nbsp; The worst part was when it stopped it went a little too far up so they made it go again. &amp;nbsp; I was screaming "NOOOO!" when it started back up again! &lt;br /&gt;So, it was a really fun time with the best people I know.&amp;nbsp; The best part was hanging out in the hotel with the kids and ordering movies late at night...eating Cinnzeo's Cinnamon Buns. mmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for Heritage Day I took the kids and a couple of their cousins to Heritage park.&amp;nbsp; Does anyone remember &lt;a href="http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/08/heritage-day-fun.html"&gt;these posts&lt;/a&gt; of Silver in her stroller at Heritage park?&amp;nbsp; I can't believe how much she has grown since then! Look at her now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rttfm_GOBzo/Tj8HvrF2SNI/AAAAAAAABBg/4R-i-EK8p_M/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rttfm_GOBzo/Tj8HvrF2SNI/AAAAAAAABBg/4R-i-EK8p_M/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great summer it has been so far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-857167776197053677?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/857167776197053677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/857167776197053677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/857167776197053677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/08/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-suNL-qI9rls/Tj8LtLCRwlI/AAAAAAAABB0/GtRWz8zF3g8/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-14862912850770758</id><published>2011-06-17T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:02:00.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, so far out of all 4 of my kids, 3 of them are nail biters.&amp;nbsp; It seriously drives me nuts! Nail biting is one of my major pet peeves. (I have a few that range from snoring to tapping pencils)&amp;nbsp; I once had to get up and move to the other side of a waiting room because someone beside me was biting their nails.&amp;nbsp; So the fact that 3 of my kids bite is crazy!&amp;nbsp; Jada is the only one that doesn't and she has the nicest long nails.&amp;nbsp; Silver, Reid and Leela started chewing their nails when they were babies.&amp;nbsp; At least I never have to remember to clip their nails!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week I started to potty train Silver.&amp;nbsp; I was not going to even start until she turned 2, but the other day I saw her trying to poop and so I just put her on and she went.&amp;nbsp; Then I just kept doing that and a few days later she started peeing too!&amp;nbsp; It hasn't even been a week and she is already telling me every time she needs to go!&amp;nbsp; I am so happy because, like most moms, I absolutely hate potty training.&amp;nbsp; But I have learned a few things with each kid that I think has made this one easier.&amp;nbsp; First, I could tell the signs that she was ready.&amp;nbsp; Second, I learned never to react when they have accidents.&amp;nbsp; And last, I learned to go straight to panties and not do the whole pull-up thing unless we're going out or she's going to bed.&amp;nbsp; That way she feels that she's peeing and tells me.&amp;nbsp; It's works great!&amp;nbsp; Today she hasn't had any accidents and has told me every time she needed to go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So, since she's been wearing panties she's developed a new habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTqKBsxxUds/TfuWRmx-fpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pbThC9e5Nro/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTqKBsxxUds/TfuWRmx-fpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pbThC9e5Nro/s320/014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HYvGAx4fvU/TfuWLHFD2zI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SYnQAMoGpYE/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HYvGAx4fvU/TfuWLHFD2zI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SYnQAMoGpYE/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She sure likes the feel of her little bum now!&amp;nbsp; It's so funny!!&amp;nbsp; At least I haven't noticed her chewing her nails lately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-14862912850770758?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/14862912850770758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/06/habits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/14862912850770758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/14862912850770758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/06/habits.html' title='Habits'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTqKBsxxUds/TfuWRmx-fpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/pbThC9e5Nro/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3173196469281136834</id><published>2011-06-05T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T13:14:12.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Years Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, Leela turned 5 yesterday!&amp;nbsp; She has been so excited for this  birthday.&amp;nbsp; She woke up&amp;nbsp; that morning and was like, "I don't feel that  much bigger!"&amp;nbsp; She is always so animated when it comes to parties.&amp;nbsp; She  gets a grin from ear to ear.&amp;nbsp; Here she is opening gifts at home that  morning:&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0N66-o2OTM/Tevg6ICL2TI/AAAAAAAAA_A/y66IDPNz_Gk/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0N66-o2OTM/Tevg6ICL2TI/AAAAAAAAA_A/y66IDPNz_Gk/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We decided to have her party at the spray park again this year because  last year is was so nice.&amp;nbsp; But, with my luck, the weekend of her party  it turned super cold.&amp;nbsp; It said -2 when I check the weather that  morning.&amp;nbsp; I got tons of calls asking if it was still on I I figured, as  long as it wasn't raining it was still a go.&amp;nbsp; So we went.&amp;nbsp; And t he kids  had a blast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It couldn't have gone any better.&amp;nbsp; It was chilly, but I  don' think any of the kids even noticed.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad my Mom took  Silver and my dad came to help because Ryan was working.&amp;nbsp; Lots of  parents stayed too which was a lot of help too.&amp;nbsp; Her and her friend, Jordan from school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mYBe10zdqo/TevhJZY3gUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UDL9Trx7_7U/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2mYBe10zdqo/TevhJZY3gUI/AAAAAAAAA_I/UDL9Trx7_7U/s320/029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgfUi4ZHky0/TevhCpz3uqI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xYn0PIOzIKM/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JgfUi4ZHky0/TevhCpz3uqI/AAAAAAAAA_E/xYn0PIOzIKM/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzEgD3yaXnA/Tevh4pT6uSI/AAAAAAAAA_k/S0ua_NwKZ6Q/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzEgD3yaXnA/Tevh4pT6uSI/AAAAAAAAA_k/S0ua_NwKZ6Q/s320/049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the party I took my kids done to Mac Island to the swimming  pool.&amp;nbsp; They had a blast.&amp;nbsp; I even took Silver this time and she loved  it!&amp;nbsp; After swimming I took them out to Montanans for dinner.&amp;nbsp; When it  came time for them to sing to Leela she got really shy.&amp;nbsp; She was also  pretty scared of the candle and thought she would get burned so she hid  in the corner.&amp;nbsp; But she still loved it and felt really special.  When  Ryan came home from work he wanted to do something with her on her  birthday so they went for a little walk to the park.&amp;nbsp; And to top it off,  we even let her sleep in our bed!!&amp;nbsp; That is a big one cause we never  let our kids sleep with us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkLMkLf9n-Q/TeviFpS2g_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/OWSc5kWmT2M/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kkLMkLf9n-Q/TeviFpS2g_I/AAAAAAAAA_s/OWSc5kWmT2M/s320/133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PwihO0tt6jE/TeviLgI0tHI/AAAAAAAAA_w/A9ZEQim5tRQ/s1600/134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PwihO0tt6jE/TeviLgI0tHI/AAAAAAAAA_w/A9ZEQim5tRQ/s320/134.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8eD35JI1d8/Tevh_Dhl-eI/AAAAAAAAA_o/omOwdbn-71s/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f8eD35JI1d8/Tevh_Dhl-eI/AAAAAAAAA_o/omOwdbn-71s/s320/103.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She had the perfect day a little 5 year old  could have!&amp;nbsp; She still keeps saying, "I still can't believe I am 5!"&amp;nbsp; I  can't either!&amp;nbsp; It's gone by so fast.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still remember the moment she  was born.&amp;nbsp; The first thing I said was, "She's so pretty!!"&amp;nbsp; And she  still is!&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Leela!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3173196469281136834?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3173196469281136834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-years-old.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3173196469281136834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3173196469281136834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/06/5-years-old.html' title='5 Years Old!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0N66-o2OTM/Tevg6ICL2TI/AAAAAAAAA_A/y66IDPNz_Gk/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7947782272858725754</id><published>2011-03-13T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:26:26.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to hold your hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while since I blogged.&amp;nbsp; I have been so busy that blogging is  the last thing on my list. I'm still sewing a ton but mostly for gifts  so I don't want to post pics since I haven't given them yet.&amp;nbsp; But I did  sew dresses for all my girls this week.&amp;nbsp; I used a simple pattern my mom found for me and some awesome Amy Butler fabric that my mom gave me too.&amp;nbsp; For Jada's I didn't' use a pattern though because she thought the other dresses were too babyish so I made hers out of an old shirt and just attach some fabric to the bottom.&amp;nbsp; They love them!&amp;nbsp; Just in time for St. Patrick's Day with the green too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HwK8zO_achY/TX0WbO2aljI/AAAAAAAAA-s/K0YJZjCS3O0/s320/March+13+2003+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6-phPka5AHg/TX0Wm-9awSI/AAAAAAAAA-w/hfUAQRGx9B0/s320/March+13+2003+012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I finally broke down and got a hair cut too.&amp;nbsp; Just added some bangs and lots of fun layers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LfTgZBBcF0Q/TX0W0dHsZDI/AAAAAAAAA-0/OtHedqAkyzw/s320/March+13+2003+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this one of Silver with her little scrunched up nose. So cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l9b1Pi4yCkw/TX0W9IwG28I/AAAAAAAAA-4/zdPwMScdSZo/s1600/March+13+2003+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-l9b1Pi4yCkw/TX0W9IwG28I/AAAAAAAAA-4/zdPwMScdSZo/s320/March+13+2003+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think she's crying to get down here but you can see the back just has a simple tie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Tm1yO81UJQE/TX0XK7fSGYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/UkHo6oxnJh4/s1600/March+13+2003+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Tm1yO81UJQE/TX0XK7fSGYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/UkHo6oxnJh4/s320/March+13+2003+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Besides sewing and of course the usual kid stuff I've been playing the piano and the flute a lot.&amp;nbsp; I've written a few songs.&amp;nbsp; I arranged one song on the flute that I played in church.&amp;nbsp; It was an arrangement of "Abide with Me."&amp;nbsp; That is one of my favorite hymns and I really enjoyed playing it with a friend of mine who is really talented.&amp;nbsp; I also wrote a song for my young women at church to sing at New Beginnings.&amp;nbsp; I had never shown any of the songs I've written before so it was really scary for me, but it felt so good to do it.&amp;nbsp; I am starting to get more confident.&amp;nbsp; I wrote a few other songs too that I haven't showcase yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've also arranged a song for our ward Variety show that I did with Reid today.&amp;nbsp; He played the piano and I played the flute.&amp;nbsp; We did "I want to hold your hand," by the Beatles.&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to do that with Reid. I made sure his part was really simple so that he wasn't too nervous.&amp;nbsp; Even still he got nervous right before we played and almost backed out on me so I had to bribe him just to get him to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been asked to play the flute again fr church and I am looking forward to it.&amp;nbsp; I am having a lot of fun practicing and writing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, the Variety show was a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; There were some really funny acts and some really talented people.&amp;nbsp; Here I am with Reid and Jada:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5ZJ7mBOoSg8/TXw1E_YU9UI/AAAAAAAAA-g/rLzfZGMaOcc/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5ZJ7mBOoSg8/TXw1E_YU9UI/AAAAAAAAA-g/rLzfZGMaOcc/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tZTZ6edWxJQ/TXw1RNszcxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/s-lyc0An3LU/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-tZTZ6edWxJQ/TXw1RNszcxI/AAAAAAAAA-k/s-lyc0An3LU/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to upload the video of Reid and I playing together but it wouldn't work on here so I will post it on facebook instead.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-msdW7lIaEiM/TX0WQmMAQrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/hP2mi2tGCOQ/s1600/March+13+2003+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-msdW7lIaEiM/TX0WQmMAQrI/AAAAAAAAA-o/hP2mi2tGCOQ/s320/March+13+2003+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, that's what I've been up to lately.&amp;nbsp; I know it doesn't sound too exciting, but it's been a great few months for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7947782272858725754?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7947782272858725754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7947782272858725754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7947782272858725754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html' title='I want to hold your hand'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-HwK8zO_achY/TX0WbO2aljI/AAAAAAAAA-s/K0YJZjCS3O0/s72-c/March+13+2003+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8478502053095311440</id><published>2010-12-31T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T22:40:11.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Projects</title><content type='html'>For Christmas this year I really wanted to make each of the kids something homemade.  I started out making one thing for each kid, but then I ended up making 2 or 3 for each kid.  For Silver I made her some simple cloths because she loves sucking on wet cloths right now.  I made Leela a nightgown with a matching blanket.  She thinks the nightgown is a dress though so she wears it every day.  Here she is wearing it right after she opened it.  You can kinda see the matching blanket in the background too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IHMy_eqI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SrLByVej-Xs/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IHMy_eqI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SrLByVej-Xs/s320/058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557099016241511074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Jada I made her a necklace.  I wish I had a better picture of her wearing it but this is the best I got:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IHWDzgdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/f_o2IZiAgMo/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IHWDzgdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/f_o2IZiAgMo/s320/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557099018727948754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found the tutorial for it &lt;a href="http://www.u-createcrafts.com/search/label/jewelry-necklace"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  It was so simple to make.  I also made Jada a skirt, but she said it felt too big so she wouldn't' wear it.  For Reid, I made him a stuffed pig.  I don't have a picture of it but I got the tutorial &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/how-to/stuffed-pig-how-to-handmade-christmas"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made him a simple neck warmer.  After Christmas I've had some extra time with the kids home from school so I made Silver a little dress and headband with some scrap fabric.  Here's how it turned out:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IH9vwy0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/4Q0jlqlr4VM/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IH9vwy0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/4Q0jlqlr4VM/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557099029381303106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IILI33yI/AAAAAAAAA3k/AGNJkFSeZvs/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IILI33yI/AAAAAAAAA3k/AGNJkFSeZvs/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557099032976285474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IIXMthBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MlFyIVT5PZs/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IIXMthBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MlFyIVT5PZs/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557099036213609490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been fun learning how to sew and maybe one day I will sew something that is a little more difficult but for now I'll stick to the simple projects.  It's so fun looking at all the blogs out there that have tutorials.  It makes it so much easier to learn for me that way. &lt;br /&gt;The kids go back to school on Monday so I probably won't have as much time on my hands after that.  I find I am so busy when they are in school because of driving, making lunches, helping them with their homework and practicing their spelling.  It's just a lot more daily things when their in school.  Plus piano and cubs starts back up too.  It's been fun to have time for all these little sewing projects!&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas.  Tonight we're letting the kids try to stay up till midnight to celebrate the New Year.  It's 11:38pm and 2 of them are still up!  Let's hope they sleep in and aren't cranky tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8478502053095311440?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8478502053095311440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/12/sewing-projects.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8478502053095311440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8478502053095311440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/12/sewing-projects.html' title='Sewing Projects'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TR7IHMy_eqI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SrLByVej-Xs/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-2787190925308039934</id><published>2010-12-24T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T21:10:56.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas eve and I am so excited for Christmas.  It's funny how when you're a kid all you can think about is opening your gifts, but now that I'm a mom all I can think about is watching my kids faces when they open their gifts.  I just can't wait to see how excited they will be.  Today was a fun day.  This morning we had the kids draw names for a gift exchange and then took the kids to the mall (which was crazy busy, of course)  and let them pick a gift for who they picked.  It was fun to see the kids really think about what their brother or sister would like.  They really thought hard about it.  So this evening we made cookies for Santa, and then we let them open that one gift they each chose for each other.  It just made them even more excited for Christmas.  Then we played a really fun trivia game.  It's called Beat the Parents.  It's a game where the parents play against the kids and the kids are asked kid questions and the parents are asked harder "parent" questions.  It was tons of fun and in the end the kids won.  I can not believe I answered wrong to the question "Who does Dora turn to when in a difficult situation?"  I answered she gets the map, but it was backpack.  Silly me! haha!  Anyways, I just love spending time with our family and doing all these traditions with them.  Tomorrow I will make Johny Cake for breakfast (along with sausage, bacon and eggs of course!)  My dad made Johny Cake ever Christmas for us when we were kids so I am continuing the tradition.  Then we'll go for dinner at my parents house. 2 of my brothers won't be there this year so it will be not the same without them.  But my grandparents will be there so that will be nice. &lt;br /&gt;I hope every has a magical Christmas and enjoys the time they spend with their families.  That's the best part of it all!!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2787190925308039934?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2787190925308039934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2787190925308039934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2787190925308039934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8975072080896967240</id><published>2010-11-28T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T17:45:35.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>Well, it's that time of year again when we get the family together to  take some pictures for our Christmas cards.  Nothing professional or  anything, but we always have fun doing it.  Here's the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAfkcdSXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/UDDGa5pWwe0/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAfkcdSXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/UDDGa5pWwe0/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544776108582193522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiMGb_UI/AAAAAAAAA2I/TW6KQlKepDk/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiMGb_UI/AAAAAAAAA2I/TW6KQlKepDk/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777253098618178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAfGA2eFI/AAAAAAAAA14/09kbPlfMX-0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAfGA2eFI/AAAAAAAAA14/09kbPlfMX-0/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544776100413339730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAe2ygbvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8mOICOjECB4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAe2ygbvI/AAAAAAAAA1w/8mOICOjECB4/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544776096326643442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAejoLDmI/AAAAAAAAA1o/__apturIN4c/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAejoLDmI/AAAAAAAAA1o/__apturIN4c/s320/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544776091183025762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAeUVNZ1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/f0QadVEt-3Q/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAeUVNZ1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/f0QadVEt-3Q/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544776087076955986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one of Silver makes me laugh every time I see it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCC2Gu0dI/AAAAAAAAA2w/71wJ0kmwH-Q/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCC2Gu0dI/AAAAAAAAA2w/71wJ0kmwH-Q/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777814129955282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this one where she's playing peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiayICaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YWxVxW6y-js/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiayICaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YWxVxW6y-js/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777257039956386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to get one of Silver too since she's the only one that isn't in school to get school pics done.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiqbjxmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/qHMcurMm5e0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBiqbjxmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/qHMcurMm5e0/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777261240272482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCEM34aqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/sFRwWrlOEbI/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCEM34aqI/AAAAAAAAA3A/sFRwWrlOEbI/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777837421554338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCDitNIBI/AAAAAAAAA24/G1dm1g9Hk9k/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMCDitNIBI/AAAAAAAAA24/G1dm1g9Hk9k/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777826102485010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She wasn't really cooperating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a couple of the girls together too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBjDIo8aI/AAAAAAAAA2g/psrSHQ3BSwM/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBjDIo8aI/AAAAAAAAA2g/psrSHQ3BSwM/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777267871805858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE this last one!  Jada's face is hilarious, Leela is sweet cause she's kissing Silver, and Silver is making the "loser" sign.  Gotta love my family!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBjQorshI/AAAAAAAAA2o/MH8lRTM9xiM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMBjQorshI/AAAAAAAAA2o/MH8lRTM9xiM/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544777271495864850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8975072080896967240?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8975072080896967240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8975072080896967240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8975072080896967240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TPMAfkcdSXI/AAAAAAAAA2A/UDDGa5pWwe0/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8833941651471242659</id><published>2010-11-08T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:51:39.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>matching Zebras</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy lately that I really haven't had any time to do any sewing or crocheting.  Until last week.  All of a sudden I had a week without 20 things scheduled for every day.  So, I made a blanket and hat for a friend.  And then I saw &lt;a href="http://www.makeit-loveit.com/2010/11/ice-cream-cozy-and-soda-can-cozytucked.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; pattern from Makeitandloveit.com.  I love that site!  I didn't get the whole ice cream cozy thing (if you checked out that link you'll know what I mean)  but I did like the tote and the fact that it was soooo easy....cause I'm all about projects that don't take forever to make.  A while ago my mom gave me some fabric she got super cheap.  It was a zebra print- perfect to make a tote out of!  I wanted a bag that was large enough to hold my binder for church and other things like diapers and wipes.  So, once the girls saw mine, they HAD to have their own!  So I made smaller versions so Jada could fit her scriptures in hers and Leela could fit her little trinkets and gum in hers.  They love them!  So, here we are before church with our matching totes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSz-iw7TI/AAAAAAAAA1I/GoakSQlED-g/s1600/November+8+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSz-iw7TI/AAAAAAAAA1I/GoakSQlED-g/s320/November+8+2010+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537266794767641906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhS0k7VWpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qbVS3icYz4g/s1600/November+8+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhS0k7VWpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qbVS3icYz4g/s320/November+8+2010+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537266805071239826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is a picture of the handsome guys without totes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSylTX6_I/AAAAAAAAA1A/Z43enZey854/s1600/November+8+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSylTX6_I/AAAAAAAAA1A/Z43enZey854/s320/November+8+2010+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537266770812333042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or are those two looking more and more alike as Reid gets older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I can't post a pic of everyone and not include Silver.  She wasn't really wanting her picture taken so here's the best I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhS0WRuI5I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/6xDkSx8NlTQ/s1600/November+8+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhS0WRuI5I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/6xDkSx8NlTQ/s320/November+8+2010+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537266801138606994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSyVX_C1I/AAAAAAAAA04/e3iCkG4LA-4/s1600/November+8+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSyVX_C1I/AAAAAAAAA04/e3iCkG4LA-4/s320/November+8+2010+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537266766536706898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon Silver will be wanting her own tote too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8833941651471242659?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8833941651471242659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/matching-zebras.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8833941651471242659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8833941651471242659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/matching-zebras.html' title='matching Zebras'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNhSz-iw7TI/AAAAAAAAA1I/GoakSQlED-g/s72-c/November+8+2010+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-4410487438870897680</id><published>2010-11-04T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:40:54.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally lost it!</title><content type='html'>Jada has been wanting to loose a tooth for quite a while now.  In the last couple weeks her younger cousin lost her first 2 teeth so this made her even more upset that she wasn't loosing any.  Reid lost his at the begging of grade one and she is in grade 2 now!  She was the only one in her class at school that hadn't lost any.  So, this week she lost her first tooth!!  I noticed it was ready cause it was bleeding so I told her I would give it a little pull and it came right out.  She was so upset when it came out!  I thought she would be excited but I think she was shocked to see all the blood.  But after a couple hours she got over it.  She was so excited for the tooth fairy to come, but she was so attached to her tooth that she wrote a note to the tooth fairy asking her to "please not take her tooth...but still give me money." haha!  And what do you know?  She did just that!  And the next day she lost her second tooth!  She was willing to part with that one though.  So now she is happy about it all.  I really should have taken a picture of her tooth though.  I could not believe how small it was.  Like, ridiculously small.  Like smaller than my picky fingernail.  It never seemed that small on her but out of her it looks tiny!&lt;br /&gt;Jada with her new smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUJHu3lVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qrrAjWla1o0/s1600/november+4+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUJHu3lVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qrrAjWla1o0/s320/november+4+2010+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535790513895478610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUI45057I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/XPSca26f5BI/s1600/november+4+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUI45057I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/XPSca26f5BI/s320/november+4+2010+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535790509914908594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, I have been crocheting again.  I made a blanket for a friend and I tried making a hat to go with it but the hat turned out too big so I gave it to Silver.  I know it was supposed to be a boy hat, but whatever.  She still looks cute in it.  Now I know how big to make the next one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUKqH2A-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/eLOIkhURL9s/s1600/november+4+2010+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUKqH2A-I/AAAAAAAAA0o/eLOIkhURL9s/s320/november+4+2010+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535790540306908130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUKC9mbxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yaWjIp2XTeg/s1600/november+4+2010+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUKC9mbxI/AAAAAAAAA0g/yaWjIp2XTeg/s320/november+4+2010+026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535790529794961170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMULQQqHVI/AAAAAAAAA0w/KZV5MQroZ7g/s1600/november+4+2010+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMULQQqHVI/AAAAAAAAA0w/KZV5MQroZ7g/s320/november+4+2010+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535790550544424274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kinda looks like she has long hair there.  I can't wait for that!! Someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-4410487438870897680?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/4410487438870897680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-lost-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4410487438870897680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4410487438870897680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-lost-it.html' title='Finally lost it!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TNMUJHu3lVI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/qrrAjWla1o0/s72-c/november+4+2010+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-4877146943756634195</id><published>2010-10-25T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T19:12:41.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Tacky</title><content type='html'>Jada turned 7 on Saturday.  Ya, seven!  I can not believe it!  She has grown up so much.  She is doing really well in school.  She is the most creative kid I know.  She is doing well in piano lessons.  She is a great reader.  And she is very artistic.  For her birthday there was no way she was having a girly princess party.  She wanted a Wacky Tacky party.  I got the idea from &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/silly-themes-for-birthday-parties"&gt;Martha Stewart Kids.&lt;/a&gt;   I made the invitations just like on there with her face and then drew a silly body and crazy hair around it.  And I told all the kids to wear wacky clothes.  This was her wacky outfit.  It's kinda hard to see in the picture but she did her make-up different on one side of her face than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kids/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1CVKa_KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/p3PFoLDOi_s/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1CVKa_KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/p3PFoLDOi_s/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532167506428099746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We played a game like spin the bottle only when it points to you you have to close your eyes and pick something from the dress up bag to put on.  This is how they looked like after the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1CqvZRII/AAAAAAAAAzY/RUcdoqkgyPY/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1CqvZRII/AAAAAAAAAzY/RUcdoqkgyPY/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532167512220320898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1DOpYGmI/AAAAAAAAAzg/9RJjnmZfSDU/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1DOpYGmI/AAAAAAAAAzg/9RJjnmZfSDU/s320/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532167521858755170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also played freeze dance, Bingo, and a fun laughing game where you had to try to make everyone laugh and if they did they were out.  Jada had a blast and I think the rest of the kids did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1DQKpl1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/jQcU5KuGzqs/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1DQKpl1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/jQcU5KuGzqs/s320/050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532167522266748754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would add these pics too since I took them on Sunday when we were all dressed up.  I don't usually put matching things on the kids but we all ended up wearing black and gray so I thought it would make for good pics.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1D02AOoI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Fn-OFGFrieI/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1D02AOoI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Fn-OFGFrieI/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532167532112263810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY35GZkyuI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Tdan6QKEHyM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY35GZkyuI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Tdan6QKEHyM/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532170646381185762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY35eSr4YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SQFDr3U6J10/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY35eSr4YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/SQFDr3U6J10/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532170652794741122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY34iJBpbI/AAAAAAAAAz4/gIwa6Yo4eOI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY34iJBpbI/AAAAAAAAAz4/gIwa6Yo4eOI/s320/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532170636648097202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-4877146943756634195?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/4877146943756634195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/wacky-tacky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4877146943756634195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4877146943756634195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/wacky-tacky.html' title='Wacky Tacky'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TMY1CVKa_KI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/p3PFoLDOi_s/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5973552926768085767</id><published>2010-10-15T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:48:02.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, dance, dance!</title><content type='html'>"Dance, dance dance!  Everybody look at your pants!"  OK, so Ryan claims those song lyrics are from a kids show and now he sings it to Silver all the time to get her to dance.  She dances on demand now and I love it!  She gets her hips into it.  I remember Leela used to dance a lot too as a baby.  Well, she still does, actually!  Here's a video of Silvers sweet moves.  Sorry it's sideways.  I didn't realize I can't rotate videos so you'll have to just tilt your head to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8086beec80589f74" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8086beec80589f74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D688C02AAC55F9667134EB2DF61593CEE5B742CCC.4881A77E27C8C00CB1D396540F115C53A150BF7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8086beec80589f74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX17usGW_ckfEf5eel1KxZcKNERs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8086beec80589f74%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D688C02AAC55F9667134EB2DF61593CEE5B742CCC.4881A77E27C8C00CB1D396540F115C53A150BF7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8086beec80589f74%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX17usGW_ckfEf5eel1KxZcKNERs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we DO let our babies play with Tylenol bottles and there is NOTHING wrong with that! haha&lt;br /&gt;So, besides dancing, we've been keeping busy with life as usual.  I've been working on arranging a song to play a flute duet in church.  I was asked to play the piano but chickened out last minute.  I still get so nervous playing the piano in front of people for some reason.  If I know even one person is listening my hands start to shake.  But playing the flute I am fine with.  So I think I'll ease into it by playing the flute first.  I am just trying to decide what song to play.  I've got one I've arranged from the song "Abide With Me."  But I'm still not sure that's the one.  Does anyone have any favorite hymns to suggest?  Anyways, I am having fun in the meantime putting songs together.  If only I was as confident in performing as Silver is in her dance moves!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5973552926768085767?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5973552926768085767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/dance-dance-dance.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5973552926768085767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5973552926768085767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance, dance, dance!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5766018367880604707</id><published>2010-10-11T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:07:19.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My thankful list...</title><content type='html'>This Thanksgiving has been such a nice one.  This weekend my parents took Reid to Edmonton for Thanksgiving with my grandparents and uncles.  It was so hard to be away from him.  I thought of him every minute of the day.  I missed his personality and his humor.  He is such a great boy.  Today he came home and I was so happy to see him.  So #1 on the thankful list this year it Reid!  So, this Thanksgiving was kinda different because I decided to do our own thing.  Since my parents had theirs in Edmonton and my brothers were both working I thought I would still cook a turkey for our family.  And even though I have the pickiest eaters to cook for, I still made all the things I love.  I tried an amazing recipe for stuffing.  It was soo good!! I couldn't control myself!  I just kept on going for more and more!  It had sausage, pecans, and cranberries in it.  Not your typical stuffing, but soooo yummilicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we had a Family Home evening and talked about being grateful for our blessings.   I told a story from &lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1298-27,00.html"&gt;Pres. Monsons talk &lt;/a&gt;in the last General Conference.   After we all said something we were grateful for.  It really made me think how blessed I am.  We are all healthy.  We have a nice home and Ryan has a good job.  I have almost all my family in town.  And my parents do more for us than most.  They really are the perfect example of someone who dedicates their life to serving others.  I am so thankful for them because of all the good things they continue to teach me.  I am thankful to also have Ryan's family.  It is an extended family that is so special.  They have always been there for us.&lt;br /&gt;My husband is up there on the list too! ha   I am so thankful to have married a guy that is the most perfect guy for me.  Our personalities really compliment each others.   I have more fun with him than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;There is much more on the list but that's all I'll share for now.  I hope everyone had a Happy Thanksgiving Day too!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's something YOU can be thankful for.  A friend who shares her recipes!!  Here's the one for the stuffing if you're interested in making it for Christmas or any day, cause it's just that good.      &lt;div class="item"&gt;   &lt;h1&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_MainContent_MainContent_RecipeImage1_lblRecipeTitle" class="fn"&gt;Cranberry Pecan Stuffing Recipe&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/h1&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- Recipe Image --&gt;      &lt;img id="ctl00_ctl00_MainContent_MainContent_RecipeImage1_imgRecipe" src="http://hostedmedia.reimanpub.com/TOH/Images/Photos/37/exps50174_TH1999449A06_09_3bC.jpg" alt="Cranberry Pecan Stuffing Recipe" style="border-width: 0px; height: 270px; width: 270px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;ul class="ingredients"&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 cup orange juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 cup dried cranberries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2  pound bulk pork sausage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/4 cup butter,  cubed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;3 celery ribs, chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 large onion, chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1  teaspoon poultry seasoning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;6 cups seasoned  stuffing cubes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 medium tart apple, peeled  and finely chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 cup chopped pecans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/8  teaspoon pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;3/4 to 1 cup chicken broth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;     &lt;h2&gt;Directions&lt;/h2&gt;         &lt;ul class="directions"&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a small saucepan, bring orange juice and cranberries to a  boil. Remove from the heat; let stand for 5 minutes. Meanwhile, in a  large skillet, cook sausage until no longer pink; drain. Transfer to a  large bowl. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   In the same skillet, melt butter. Add celery and onion;  saute until tender. Stir in poultry seasoning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Add to sausage mixture. Stir in the stuffing cubes, orange  juice mixture, apple, pecans, salt, pepper and enough broth to reach  desired moistness. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;   Transfer to a greased 13-in.x 9-in. baking dish. Cover and  bake at 325° for 30 minutes. Uncover; bake 10-15 minutes longer or until  lightly browned.&lt;b&gt; Yield: &lt;/b&gt;13 servings (3/4 cup each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5766018367880604707?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5766018367880604707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-thankful-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5766018367880604707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5766018367880604707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-thankful-list.html' title='My thankful list...'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8769713865096151826</id><published>2010-10-03T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:27:33.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ryan and I took the kids to our regular Fall spot for pictures this  year.  It was fun and I think we got a few good ones.  I just wish we  had an extra hand to get a picture of the entire family.  Oh well, maybe  next year.  This is what we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpPvDKN2I/AAAAAAAAAxg/YWsXYxOQWcI/s1600/Four+Kids+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpPvDKN2I/AAAAAAAAAxg/YWsXYxOQWcI/s320/Four+Kids+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523991768251119458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2e5VL5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3I8WrszuYRM/s1600/Kids+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2e5VL5I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/3I8WrszuYRM/s320/Kids+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523993533441453970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpP1uK--I/AAAAAAAAAxo/yg_tX2RcNSM/s1600/Family+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpP1uK--I/AAAAAAAAAxo/yg_tX2RcNSM/s320/Family+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523991770042137570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpQGOl_WI/AAAAAAAAAxw/z1RXuAB18QM/s1600/Reid+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpQGOl_WI/AAAAAAAAAxw/z1RXuAB18QM/s320/Reid+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523991774473092450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpQpAFRcI/AAAAAAAAAx4/631oVynRPDM/s1600/Jada+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpQpAFRcI/AAAAAAAAAx4/631oVynRPDM/s320/Jada+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523991783807468994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpRGFMQ_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/K1CujIZgmXo/s1600/Leaves+and+Leela+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpRGFMQ_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/K1CujIZgmXo/s320/Leaves+and+Leela+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523991791613527026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2I4-Y-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/A6T40w2skkQ/s1600/Silver+flower+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2I4-Y-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/A6T40w2skkQ/s320/Silver+flower+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523993527534380002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2qtGZdI/AAAAAAAAAyY/lD3sZdJsX_g/s1600/Meand+Kids+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq2qtGZdI/AAAAAAAAAyY/lD3sZdJsX_g/s320/Meand+Kids+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523993536611378642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq3A5ytJI/AAAAAAAAAyg/abkmdNGCf9s/s1600/Reid+Standing+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq3A5ytJI/AAAAAAAAAyg/abkmdNGCf9s/s320/Reid+Standing+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523993542570194066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKktOMQnXFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iPchULBXHeE/s1600/Jada+Leaves+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKktOMQnXFI/AAAAAAAAAzI/iPchULBXHeE/s320/Jada+Leaves+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523996139778956370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq3ZddWcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WP1XyE0W25M/s1600/LeelaPozzi+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkq3ZddWcI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WP1XyE0W25M/s320/LeelaPozzi+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523993549162240450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkrkox5e0I/AAAAAAAAAzA/BFWQI-mR4HY/s1600/Silver+Pozzi+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkrkox5e0I/AAAAAAAAAzA/BFWQI-mR4HY/s320/Silver+Pozzi+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523994326368615234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkrkjHiunI/AAAAAAAAAy4/x7xopsRGJyE/s1600/Ryan+and+Alison+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkrkjHiunI/AAAAAAAAAy4/x7xopsRGJyE/s320/Ryan+and+Alison+Fall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523994324848786034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love my family so much!  They're perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8769713865096151826?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8769713865096151826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-is-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8769713865096151826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8769713865096151826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKkpPvDKN2I/AAAAAAAAAxg/YWsXYxOQWcI/s72-c/Four+Kids+Fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8224744082346369611</id><published>2010-09-30T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T22:47:22.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monster Mash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately Silver has had a one track mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, she loves her baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves her siblings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is one thing that she absolutely goes crazy over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean freaks out when she sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FRANKENSTEIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKVozv-tPqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FUIS-bXYHq4/s1600/gcs_so_frankenstein2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKVozv-tPqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FUIS-bXYHq4/s320/gcs_so_frankenstein2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522935756301876898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right.  It's the dancing Frankenstein doll from Hallmark that sings the "Monster Mash."  My mom bought it a few weeks ago and she went crazy over it.  She called it Bo-Bo (I have no idea why, but it's also kinda weird that she calls my brother Curtis Bo-Bo too.  I don't know what the resemblance is, but whatever. lol)  Anyways, it seams like the more time she spends with "Bo-Bo" the more crazy she goes over it.  My mom watched her last week and she said that the whole time she was there she just kept screaming for it and pointing to it.  Then when she'd give it to her she would keep hitting it on the head to try to get it to turn on.  So, today I went to the mall and when we walked past Hallmark there were like a dozen of them right in front of the store.  She started screaming and reaching for them.  I gave her one and she reached for more.  I gave her another but she wanted all of them.  She was going absolutely crazy.  So when I finally tore her off of them she screamed bloody murder through the mall.  I tried to go to other stores but if they were in sight she would freak out again and just keep reaching for it.  And if anyone knows Silver she is not a baby that gets upset over ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;I did go back another time this time I noticed a huge one in the middle of the store that was the size of me!  When she saw it her jaw literally dropped!!  She just stared and gasped!&lt;br /&gt;So, it was pretty comical, but I think I know what she will be getting in her treat bag this Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kids/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kids/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8224744082346369611?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8224744082346369611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/monster-mash.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8224744082346369611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8224744082346369611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/monster-mash.html' title='The Monster Mash'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TKVozv-tPqI/AAAAAAAAAxY/FUIS-bXYHq4/s72-c/gcs_so_frankenstein2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1206883532029242721</id><published>2010-09-19T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T14:48:21.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather for Sure!</title><content type='html'>So, remember my last post, &lt;a href="http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/weather-or-me.html"&gt;weather or me&lt;/a&gt;?  Well, I think it was the weather after all.  The last 2 days it has been sunny out and I am feeling sooo much better!  I took the kids on a long walk yesterday and today and it felt so nice to get outside again.  And even with the extra walking I have way more energy.  When it was dark and raining outside I just felt so tired and didn't want to do anything.  But now I feel great!  The sad thing is that it won't last much longer so I better enjoy it for now.  I'm sure we will only have a few more half decent days this year.&lt;br /&gt;Even the kids are happier now that they can go outside again.  They've been colouring with sidewalk chalk a lot.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2EDXiD9I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lt0IBtblvdU/s1600/September+19+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2EDXiD9I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lt0IBtblvdU/s320/September+19+2010+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518728205384683474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2DIYrY7I/AAAAAAAAAwo/LGXUGMJoGag/s1600/September+19+2010+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2DIYrY7I/AAAAAAAAAwo/LGXUGMJoGag/s320/September+19+2010+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518728189551797170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2DzB-mRI/AAAAAAAAAww/XilVh6v_Dl4/s1600/September+19+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2DzB-mRI/AAAAAAAAAww/XilVh6v_Dl4/s320/September+19+2010+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518728200999311634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silver loves to stand at the window and watch them.  She just keeps saying over and over, "JADA, LEELA....PEEK-A-BOO!!"  It's really cute!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2Car1AyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dGiaNY5z2_U/s1600/September+19+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2Car1AyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/dGiaNY5z2_U/s320/September+19+2010+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518728177284088610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2C_bcMkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qYwp9Tiamdo/s1600/September+19+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2C_bcMkI/AAAAAAAAAwg/qYwp9Tiamdo/s320/September+19+2010+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518728187147465282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They've also been colouring on our fence...ya, really.  We finally got our fence all done this year so they have been enjoying it almost as much as I have.  It is so nice to have the kids contained and not have to be checking on them every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaE0nnhfaI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/zb-d-f5rd_k/s1600/September+19+2010+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaE0nnhfaI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/zb-d-f5rd_k/s320/September+19+2010+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518744432911941026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaE0fqJp8I/AAAAAAAAAxI/olLLLTeT2T8/s1600/September+19+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaE0fqJp8I/AAAAAAAAAxI/olLLLTeT2T8/s320/September+19+2010+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518744430775478210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaEz5vIOCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/CB1D-Z2dqtU/s1600/September+19+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJaEz5vIOCI/AAAAAAAAAxA/CB1D-Z2dqtU/s320/September+19+2010+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518744420595808290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I even took all my kids plus my my niece to Boston Pizza while Ryan was working.  I know, call me crazy to go with 5 kids by myself to a sit down restaurant, but it was a lot of fun!  I figured it would still be easier than staying home and making dinner plus cleaning up after.  (It really was!)  Plus it entertained the kids and I didn't have to hear, "What are we going to do now!??!" all day!  I got the terryaki Rice bowl there and it was so good!  Mmmmm.....rice bowl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ryan is off tomorrow so I am defiantly going to spend the next week enjoying my time with him.  I think we deserve a date, and some time without the kids.  Ryan is so good to me when he is off.  He does all the driving the kids to school, and helps out a lot with the kids when they're home.  I can't wait till he's off tomorrow!  With him home, it really doesn't matter if the weather is crappy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Alison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1206883532029242721?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1206883532029242721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/weather-for-sure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1206883532029242721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1206883532029242721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/weather-for-sure.html' title='Weather for Sure!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TJZ2EDXiD9I/AAAAAAAAAw4/Lt0IBtblvdU/s72-c/September+19+2010+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5044036041509244715</id><published>2010-09-10T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:05:59.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weather or me?</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if it's this gloomy weather we've been having, or if it's just me, but lately all I want to do is curl up in a little ball on the couch and sleep!  I have been so tired lately.  And I have no desire to socialize.  I just do my own thing every day.  I'm in my own little world.  I think it's cause the kids are back in school now so I'm getting up early, driving 3 times a day.  I don't have time to do anything but focus on my little family. &lt;br /&gt;It's really nice to have Leela in school now though.  She seems to like it.  My only problem with her in school is that she couldn't get into the same school my other kids are in so I have to pick her up then rush over to get my other kids from their school.  I'm about 10-15minutes late picking them up every day now.  But they're happy because they get to play at the park while they wait.&lt;br /&gt;Silver has been napping twice a day again because the house is so quiet in the afternoon.  So when the kids are all gone and she is sleeping I just want to do nothing!  Of course there are always things I have to do, but I have been trying to get all my cleaning and errands done in the morning so that I can just have time to myself to read a book or just relax.  I think the kids have been tired too because they have just crashed every day when they get home from school.   All they want to do is lay around too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMngZUciI/AAAAAAAAAuA/g4DK19tRw3s/s1600/September+10+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMngZUciI/AAAAAAAAAuA/g4DK19tRw3s/s320/September+10+2010+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515375304007512610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMnCtGY8I/AAAAAAAAAt4/qXUDeMEG7eY/s1600/September+10+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMnCtGY8I/AAAAAAAAAt4/qXUDeMEG7eY/s320/September+10+2010+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515375296037413826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada has had a feel really cranky days.  If she doesn't get enough sleep she gets really cranky.  She blames it on me that I make her do to much.  Is it really that much that I make the kids wash their faces, brush their teeth, and make their beds before school?  The rule is if they don't make their beds they have to go to bed early.  Is that too mean?  I don't think so.  And there is always a lot they have to do after school like their homework and reading every day and doing the dishes.  Nothing I didn't have to do when I was a kid!  She is so good at school though, but then as soon as she comes home she takes it all out on me.  Lately her therapy has been grandma.  She'll call grandma every single morning before school, as soon as she gets home, and then again before she goes to bed.  She says no on else can make her feel better.  She was like that as a baby too.  She was a super colicky baby but whenever she was with my mom she would never cry.  Grandma just has the touch!&lt;br /&gt;I know this is random, but I caught a cute pic of the girls together before church:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMowjEawI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UXnKfeFl-8Q/s1600/September+10+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMowjEawI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/UXnKfeFl-8Q/s320/September+10+2010+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515375325523241730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, my life is going to get busier soon with Jada and Reid starting piano lessons and Reid starting cubs next week.  So for now I will enjoy what quiet time I am able to get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5044036041509244715?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5044036041509244715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/weather-or-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5044036041509244715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5044036041509244715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/weather-or-me.html' title='weather or me?'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TIqMngZUciI/AAAAAAAAAuA/g4DK19tRw3s/s72-c/September+10+2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6167323560775026927</id><published>2010-09-01T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:08:43.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 out of 4</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of school for Leela.  I can't believe she's in Early Entry already!!!  She was so excited to go to school today and she had so much fun.  She couldn't stop talking about everything she did when I picked her up.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7miOUaIfI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/d5RRCIaivrI/s1600/September+1+2010+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7miOUaIfI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/d5RRCIaivrI/s320/September+1+2010+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512096469581701618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how the  looks so huge on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mhuXQuLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Fs9EzYaK1dA/s1600/September+1+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mhuXQuLI/AAAAAAAAAtI/Fs9EzYaK1dA/s320/September+1+2010+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512096461003733170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had to wear the new boots I got her.  She wears them all the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mhLGXaXI/AAAAAAAAAtA/el_PbO6Mo8U/s1600/September+1+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mhLGXaXI/AAAAAAAAAtA/el_PbO6Mo8U/s320/September+1+2010+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512096451537627506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mglm78MI/AAAAAAAAAs4/AMg5r-JIVgI/s1600/September+1+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7mglm78MI/AAAAAAAAAs4/AMg5r-JIVgI/s320/September+1+2010+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512096441473691842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell her favorite colour is pink!?&lt;br /&gt;So, it's hard to believe I've now got 3 kids in school and just one more to go.  And Silver naps while Leela is in school so I actually have some time to myself every day!  I'm loving this stage in my life and the stages the kids are in.  Life is always busy, but it's not as difficult as it was when they were all little.  Some things get easier as they get older.   Reid and Jada pretty much do everything on their own in the mornings now.  They make their beds every morning.  Reid can take a shower without any help now.  It's funny how little things like that make my life so much easier.  Anyways, I'm so happy for Leela and I hope she is this excited to go to school all year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-6167323560775026927?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/6167323560775026927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-out-of-4.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6167323560775026927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6167323560775026927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-out-of-4.html' title='3 out of 4'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TH7miOUaIfI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/d5RRCIaivrI/s72-c/September+1+2010+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5204002527910946355</id><published>2010-08-14T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T20:59:50.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah blog...</title><content type='html'>OK, so I want to keep my blog but this whole blogging thing is starting to get boring.  I mean, I put things on facebook, then blog about the same thing, so what's the point?  Only a few people comment, if any.  So I don't even know if anyone is reading this.  Maybe I will start a new blog just for myself and not a family one so that it can be all about me.  Sound good?  OK.  I think I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;http://nothingbutalison.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5204002527910946355?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5204002527910946355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/08/blah-blah-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5204002527910946355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5204002527910946355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/08/blah-blah-blog.html' title='Blah blah blog...'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8146522899627192875</id><published>2010-08-02T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:15:59.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heritage Day Fun</title><content type='html'>Last year I took the kids to Heritage Park for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Heritage Day&lt;/span&gt; and they loved it.  Remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZgTpnHOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/M3KXx30HV0s/s1600/silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZgTpnHOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/M3KXx30HV0s/s320/silver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963881421839586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaIUEUlXI/AAAAAAAAApE/mAoVMK5HR3c/s1600/silver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaIUEUlXI/AAAAAAAAApE/mAoVMK5HR3c/s320/silver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500964568728638834" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;August 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZAkpYteI/AAAAAAAAAoc/QIMz4VpbAyA/s1600/August+2+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZAkpYteI/AAAAAAAAAoc/QIMz4VpbAyA/s320/August+2+2010+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963336228484578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaJVwwEiI/AAAAAAAAApc/J-8IrVzBp7M/s1600/August+2+2010+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaJVwwEiI/AAAAAAAAApc/J-8IrVzBp7M/s320/August+2+2010+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500964586363294242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference one year makes hey?  I can't believe she was that tiny!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last year it was super busy and the kids and I had to wait in crazy line ups for everything.  This year it was kinda rainy, but I decided to take them anyways.  It wasn't too busy and the kids had so much fun.  They did &lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;face paintin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZBAxkm-I/AAAAAAAAAok/z_mtt1anx-g/s1600/August+2+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZBAxkm-I/AAAAAAAAAok/z_mtt1anx-g/s320/August+2+2010+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963343779011554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZBuDT3CI/AAAAAAAAAos/TWp3qL8Bhdg/s1600/August+2+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZBuDT3CI/AAAAAAAAAos/TWp3qL8Bhdg/s320/August+2+2010+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963355933006882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;games&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaJHjA6sI/AAAAAAAAApU/P9T3DWylIUg/s1600/August+2+2010+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdaJHjA6sI/AAAAAAAAApU/P9T3DWylIUg/s320/August+2+2010+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500964582547581634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZCLvsIkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/v7_yqiWmt_I/s1600/August+2+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZCLvsIkI/AAAAAAAAAo0/v7_yqiWmt_I/s320/August+2+2010+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963363903775298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;bouncy castle&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZABlT0BI/AAAAAAAAAoU/R1J2ZDZ5DMY/s1600/August+2+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZABlT0BI/AAAAAAAAAoU/R1J2ZDZ5DMY/s320/August+2+2010+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500963326816145426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a petting  zoo which I tried to take the kids into but when the goat started likcing Silver's toes she started screaming, Leela leaped into my arms freaking out and even the big kids wanted outa there.  So, we played a few more games and then Jada saw the pie throwing game.  It was set up for firefighters to get pies thrown at, but Jada really wanted someone to throw one at her!  I know, strange!  But I wasn't going to say no!  So Leela and I both threw it right in her face!  It was sooooo funny!  She love it though!&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdeydfu6-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/-uUZ8JDRi58/s1600/August+2+2010+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdeydfu6-I/AAAAAAAAAqM/-uUZ8JDRi58/s320/August+2+2010+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500969690860547042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdeyyL0nII/AAAAAAAAAqU/A9DHSt3bVSU/s1600/August+2+2010+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdeyyL0nII/AAAAAAAAAqU/A9DHSt3bVSU/s320/August+2+2010+038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500969696414178434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdezv2wHaI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hGBQn2AaQlw/s1600/August+2+2010+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdezv2wHaI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hGBQn2AaQlw/s320/August+2+2010+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500969712968801698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then some guys with hand puppets came to make the kids laugh but when Silver saw the wolf she got so scared and cried so hard.   Poor girl, she's so scared of everything.  She's even scared of the kids new toys they got!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdexUxudII/AAAAAAAAAp8/UVfnkh2CTCw/s1600/August+2+2010+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdexUxudII/AAAAAAAAAp8/UVfnkh2CTCw/s320/August+2+2010+027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500969671340225666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the kids got some prizes after and we went home.  I'll have to do it again next year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdex4Uz4dI/AAAAAAAAAqE/hxdENlrLRcA/s1600/August+2+2010+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdex4Uz4dI/AAAAAAAAAqE/hxdENlrLRcA/s320/August+2+2010+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500969680882622930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8146522899627192875?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8146522899627192875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/08/heritage-day-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8146522899627192875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8146522899627192875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/08/heritage-day-fun.html' title='Heritage Day Fun'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TFdZgTpnHOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/M3KXx30HV0s/s72-c/silver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-2326775463351718000</id><published>2010-07-13T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:39:37.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is one!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Silver Collen Pozzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wPs8MceI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kauWROf3Trw/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wPs8MceI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kauWROf3Trw/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493600166781678050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe it's been a year since I had Silver.  She is the best little baby ever!  I know I'm her mom and you might think I have to say that, but honestly, my first year with Jada was a living nightmare!  Silver was a dream and still is!  (I DO love Jada just as much...but man did she cry a lot!!)  So, for Silver's birthday we went to the park with my good friend and her kids and had cupcakes there.  I've learned after having four kids, 2 things:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A one year old doesn't know it's their B-day so keep things simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Keep the mess outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the cupcakes at the park we went to the Circus!  OK, so  I know I said keep it simple, but this just happened to be on her B-day and how often does the circus come to town?  So we went with my brother and their family and it was a lot of fun!  I had a good laugh there.  No there were no clowns, but the guy on the dirtbike was drving into the arena and didn't notice the  door was only opened half-way.  He ran his head right into it!  I don't know why it's SOO funny to me when people get hurt. ha...ha...ANYWAYS...&lt;br /&gt;Here are some things about Silver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Her nickname is Micker and no one at home calls her Silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; I only call her Silver when in public so people don't think I'm crazy.  It's a name the kids picked for her when she was in my timmy and I am not kidding when I say that we were just about to ACTUALLY call her Micker because we couldn't find a name we liked.  Just minutes after we decided Micker was it we found the name Silver.  But she's Micker Doodles around home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She can talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  OK, so some of the words Silver can say are:  Mama, dadda, Reid, Jada, Leela, OK, OH Geez!, Peek-a-boo!, baby, there-you-go, Bye-bye (while waving), hi, grandma, grandpa, Uncle (well she just says UNK, but close enough, right?) and NO, NO NO! (while shaking her finger at me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She can Walk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So she's not an athlete or anything, but she is taking 6 or 7 steps at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When she get's hurt, somehow she always thinks it's my fault.&lt;/span&gt;  And since it's my fault, she insits on slapping me in the face when I pick her up to comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She smiles a million times a day.  &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm not kidding.  She is always happy.   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;She has big feet.&lt;/span&gt;  Sorry Silver, that's from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;She goes crazy when she sees her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;  Whether it be her sisters, brother, daddy, or grandparents, she gets so excited when she sees them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Leela makes her laugh more than anyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  She can just look at her and she'll just start to giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She loves me more than everyone else.  &lt;/span&gt;And I love that I'm her favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She's still breastfeeding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's the real reason why she loves me more than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's much more that I love about Silver, but can't post it all.  She is a doll and I love her so much.  Happy B-day Silver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At The Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0uaD7a4QI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9bog-HoD4PA/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0uaD7a4QI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9bog-HoD4PA/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598145727881474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wPBYymcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1s8YQxzduWY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wPBYymcI/AAAAAAAAAn8/1s8YQxzduWY/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493600155090459074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wOa-NfNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/TSr9UvxxoF0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wOa-NfNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/TSr9UvxxoF0/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493600144778427602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Home Opening Gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ubrqLrVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/HUvHWr-UBes/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ubrqLrVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/HUvHWr-UBes/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598173572869458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ubPfHXzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UfzkobQ2xnc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ubPfHXzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UfzkobQ2xnc/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598166010257202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Already has her Sister stealing her gift away from her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wQI6JRbI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Dc7MShvHL3o/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wQI6JRbI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Dc7MShvHL3o/s320/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493600174289274290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Circus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ucHKLd8I/AAAAAAAAAns/LDaW0kjiwLE/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0ucHKLd8I/AAAAAAAAAns/LDaW0kjiwLE/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493598180954830786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0uaD7a4QI/AAAAAAAAAnM/9bog-HoD4PA/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2326775463351718000?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2326775463351718000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-baby-is-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2326775463351718000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2326775463351718000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-baby-is-one.html' title='My baby is one!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TD0wPs8MceI/AAAAAAAAAoE/kauWROf3Trw/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-4060564564991585428</id><published>2010-06-06T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:58:45.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>I just had the best weekend in Edmonton.  We went there for my grandparents 60th Anniversary.  How amazing to be married that long and still be happy together.  It was so good to see all of my cousins and aunts and uncles.  I don't see them very often.  I think a lot of them I hadn't seen since their 50th anniversary 10 years ago!  Here are the beautiful couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCeRIXWUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eD6zzLmrM9I/s1600/June+5+2010+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCeRIXWUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eD6zzLmrM9I/s320/June+5+2010+113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479827934365047106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCe5srzNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/56D4k6r6a3o/s1600/June+5+2010+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCe5srzNI/AAAAAAAAAl8/56D4k6r6a3o/s320/June+5+2010+112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479827945254800594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were able to get a few pictures of our family there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCfCEx2sI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ggsUb_NhmAg/s1600/June+5+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCfCEx2sI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ggsUb_NhmAg/s320/June+5+2010+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479827947503344322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCftVyNWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZvblTeJMD8c/s1600/June+5+2010+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCftVyNWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ZvblTeJMD8c/s320/June+5+2010+071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479827959117395298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCgAraoPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nAmk1LPA0Ik/s1600/June+5+2010+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCgAraoPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nAmk1LPA0Ik/s320/June+5+2010+065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479827964308398322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were some girls at the party that loved Silver and held her most of the time.  So it was awesome for me because I could actually relax and visit without having to watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDlWBRCvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/P3VG0tAYshM/s1600/June+5+2010+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDlWBRCvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/P3VG0tAYshM/s320/June+5+2010+090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479829155448163058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada had a blast with my cousin Jordan.  She even danced with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDl0PAgGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AGy387kP72k/s1600/June+5+2010+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDl0PAgGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/AGy387kP72k/s320/June+5+2010+101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479829163558862946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cutting the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDlLbibxI/AAAAAAAAAms/H24mzJXY6zk/s1600/June+5+2010+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDlLbibxI/AAAAAAAAAms/H24mzJXY6zk/s320/June+5+2010+032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479829152605564690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a lot of fun hanging out with my family.  We took them to the waterslides and then after teh anniversary party we let the kids stay up late in the hotel.  They had a blast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDkE2ARwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XBmJJMjVtLw/s1600/June+5+2010+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDkE2ARwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XBmJJMjVtLw/s320/June+5+2010+137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479829133657655042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDkuvaP5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/2q1VeQbheuY/s1600/June+5+2010+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxDkuvaP5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/2q1VeQbheuY/s320/June+5+2010+143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479829144904286098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan and I will be celebrating our 10 year anniversary this summer.  I look forward to the day when we can celebrate our 60th together too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-4060564564991585428?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/4060564564991585428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/06/60th-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4060564564991585428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4060564564991585428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/06/60th-anniversary.html' title='60th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxCeRIXWUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eD6zzLmrM9I/s72-c/June+5+2010+113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5318103656074091803</id><published>2010-06-06T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:44:27.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leela's FOUR!</title><content type='html'>So much has happened in the last week so I have done two blogs to catch up.  Let's start with Leela's parties...&lt;br /&gt;Leela turned four this week.  We decided to have two parties for her.  One with just our immediate family, and another one with just her friends from church.  It was hard to narrow it down to only a certain number of kids because there are so many kids her age in church.  I wish I could have invited them all, but I just couldn't.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_YcukGeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nDMYJh4XYks/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_YcukGeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nDMYJh4XYks/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479824535863957986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the family party I got her a pinata.  She was so happy.  You can see in all the pictures of her that she was so excited.  When the gifts came she was screaming and just hysterical!  It was awesome!  I think I was just as excited as she was...well...almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_XvvCliI/AAAAAAAAAk8/aRa2Hxe3Quc/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_XvvCliI/AAAAAAAAAk8/aRa2Hxe3Quc/s320/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479824523786360354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_WOPXyAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/z9EAXFPHenE/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_WOPXyAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/z9EAXFPHenE/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479824497615292418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_XF41iJI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QD90BIAAHU0/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_XF41iJI/AAAAAAAAAk0/QD90BIAAHU0/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479824512553158802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She requested a rainbow cake.  I am not a cake maker, but this cake I made was doable for me!  It was so easy, and she loved it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_Wnx_XdI/AAAAAAAAAks/UJSd2e95QeQ/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_Wnx_XdI/AAAAAAAAAks/UJSd2e95QeQ/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479824504471379410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, for her kid party, I decided with that many kids we should do it at the park.  I am so glad I have two summer babies to do outdoor parties with.  Ryan picked up pizza and I made cupcakes so it was super easy.  And they all had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAVvKy3oI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WWHAP8JgE6I/s1600/June+3+2010+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAVvKy3oI/AAAAAAAAAlM/WWHAP8JgE6I/s320/June+3+2010+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479825588786224770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWP3FcII/AAAAAAAAAlU/f3B-nnG-Up0/s1600/June+3+2010+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWP3FcII/AAAAAAAAAlU/f3B-nnG-Up0/s320/June+3+2010+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479825597561925762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWyAWEoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/JmTlqt9lYFQ/s1600/June+3+2010+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWyAWEoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/JmTlqt9lYFQ/s320/June+3+2010+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479825606727570050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAXWSg54I/AAAAAAAAAls/aHiRtnMbaUQ/s1600/June+3+2010+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAXWSg54I/AAAAAAAAAls/aHiRtnMbaUQ/s320/June+3+2010+074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479825616467453826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope all these kids are still around in 10 years or so cause they are going to have one awesome youth group!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWlQSdFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/I50-KVQaC1c/s1600/June+3+2010+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAxAWlQSdFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/I50-KVQaC1c/s320/June+3+2010+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479825603304780882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy fourth B-day Leela!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5318103656074091803?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5318103656074091803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/06/leelas-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5318103656074091803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5318103656074091803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/06/leelas-four.html' title='Leela&apos;s FOUR!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/TAw_YcukGeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/nDMYJh4XYks/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-699519778358250288</id><published>2010-05-05T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:48:29.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy I'm Crafty!</title><content type='html'>If you would have asked me a year ago if I was crafty, the answer would be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;NOT ONE LITTLE BIT! &lt;/span&gt; Ask me today?  Well...I'm not that great at it...but I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it! So far this year I have learned to crochet, to knit (which I am not a lover of, but whatever), and now I am sewing!  I don't actually KNOW how to sew, per say, but I am trying.  It just so happens that my mom has been saving a sewing machine, serger, sewing table, and lots of other sewing materials just for me!  How lucky am I??  Oh, and she hooked me up with an awesome sewing chair too!  I don't have that in the pic, but here's the machine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItNYJmjpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vJq5n74kIqc/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItNYJmjpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vJq5n74kIqc/s320/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982605425479314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a really good one- a Bernina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw this simple pattern on a blog to make a dress for Leela and I decided that would be my first project.  I know, I kinda started out BIG.  I made tons of mistakes and broke 2 needles, but here is how it turned out:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItMYTnR4I/AAAAAAAAAj8/sb6aNsXIzzY/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItMYTnR4I/AAAAAAAAAj8/sb6aNsXIzzY/s320/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982588287600514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IscT3kSJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/6EA0To9qn2s/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IscT3kSJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/6EA0To9qn2s/s320/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467981762462501010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IscD4XriI/AAAAAAAAAjk/gnUnE6iBQTg/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IscD4XriI/AAAAAAAAAjk/gnUnE6iBQTg/s320/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467981758170902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IsbvUUBLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FVoPe7JyXYY/s1600/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-IsbvUUBLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/FVoPe7JyXYY/s320/082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467981752650958002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItevCdSYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LTL2lUFREyk/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItevCdSYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/LTL2lUFREyk/s320/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982903627303298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItL5xIOnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HTcGxOGc5qU/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItL5xIOnI/AAAAAAAAAj0/HTcGxOGc5qU/s320/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982580089895538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a lot bigger on her than I wanted but she can grow into it.  And the best thing about it?  All the material cost me nothing!  I used an old t-shirt Leela didn't want anymore and my moms old table cloth she didn't want any more!  Actually the REAL best part is that Leela LOVES it!  How do I know she's not lying?  She didn't want to take it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since we're talking crafts here, I was just at my sister in laws place and she had made this super cute frame with ribbons that hold her girls flower clips.  I've seen them in other peoples blogs before and I didn't realize they were so easy to make, so I thought, why not?  So I used a receiving blanket I didn't need anymore, and some ribbons I already had and TADA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItMuGhJTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FONoKt_iOms/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItMuGhJTI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FONoKt_iOms/s320/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982594138252594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made one for their smaller clips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItNFCFVCI/AAAAAAAAAkM/taAM5sxgZJU/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItNFCFVCI/AAAAAAAAAkM/taAM5sxgZJU/s320/059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467982600293667874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, look at me, Mrs. Crafty!   Who knew!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-699519778358250288?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/699519778358250288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/05/boy-im-crafty.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/699519778358250288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/699519778358250288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/05/boy-im-crafty.html' title='Boy I&apos;m Crafty!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S-ItNYJmjpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/vJq5n74kIqc/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7142246060039958557</id><published>2010-04-20T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T18:57:55.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I wake up to</title><content type='html'>Leela is a pretty creative girl when it comes to clothes.  These are the  latest outfits I've woke up and seen her in:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85adlZ6_XI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j6p-Bk2c2d0/s1600/April+20+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85adlZ6_XI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j6p-Bk2c2d0/s320/April+20+2010+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462402862350531954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85aefPmGbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xu1WRPyiv5k/s1600/April+20+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85aefPmGbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xu1WRPyiv5k/s320/April+20+2010+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462402877876476338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85bIo_-TSI/AAAAAAAAAi0/1cG63unhhK0/s1600/April+20+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is even starting to dress up her sister too now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85afBrUv-I/AAAAAAAAAic/gxJ1uSOPr14/s1600/April+20+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85aeuYywDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Qv3fqz-jIwg/s1600/April+20+2010+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85aeuYywDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Qv3fqz-jIwg/s320/April+20+2010+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462402881941585970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85bIPjyYEI/AAAAAAAAAis/GO6NZHdwBrI/s1600/April+20+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85bIPjyYEI/AAAAAAAAAis/GO6NZHdwBrI/s320/April+20+2010+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462403595220705346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85aefPmGbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xu1WRPyiv5k/s1600/April+20+2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85afBrUv-I/AAAAAAAAAic/gxJ1uSOPr14/s1600/April+20+2010+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85afBrUv-I/AAAAAAAAAic/gxJ1uSOPr14/s320/April+20+2010+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462402887119585250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85adlZ6_XI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j6p-Bk2c2d0/s1600/April+20+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85bJJCYvaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/XAXSvhXYLf4/s1600/April+20+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85bJJCYvaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/XAXSvhXYLf4/s320/April+20+2010+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462403610649869730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7142246060039958557?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7142246060039958557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-wake-up-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7142246060039958557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7142246060039958557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-i-wake-up-to.html' title='What I wake up to'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S85adlZ6_XI/AAAAAAAAAiE/j6p-Bk2c2d0/s72-c/April+20+2010+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-9065192049246795491</id><published>2010-04-16T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T18:13:41.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months Already!?</title><content type='html'>On July 13th 2009 I gave birth to the most amazing baby.  Silver is such a sweet little thing.  She is quiet, yet has a strong personality.  She's happy most of the time, and doesn't complain much.  This month she turned 9 months old, which was my goal to continue to nurse her.  But now that she is 9 months old I am not sure I want to stop.  But just today I felt a little poke when I felt her gums.  Which mean the tooth has broke through!  I've never nursed a baby with teeth before and this makes me kinda nervous.  She is already taking Homo Milk.  (just a bottle or two a day) so I know it will be easy to wean her.  But I just don't know if I'm ready.  I kinda want to keep her a baby forever, but within the last month I am realizing that she is changing every day.  Last month she learned to crawl, now teeth, and just the other day she started to stand up at the bottom of the stairs and at the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJePoC-zI/AAAAAAAAAhs/BG7-K0aeOKI/s1600/April+16+2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJePoC-zI/AAAAAAAAAhs/BG7-K0aeOKI/s320/April+16+2010+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460906438358661938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJelN_6FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/uOQXIv9vfLI/s1600/April+16+2010+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJelN_6FI/AAAAAAAAAh0/uOQXIv9vfLI/s320/April+16+2010+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460906444154988626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know it I will be posting a blog on her first steps!&lt;br /&gt;I know too well how the younger kids copy the older ones.  Leela has already taught Silver how to growl. (ya, I love that) Please, baby, stay sweet and innocent.  Don't turn into a big kid!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of big kids, Jada has been asking me to get her glasses for a while now and I finally found some at Clarie's for really cheap.  She wears them to school and everything.  She loves them!  So, this morning she forgot to wear them to school so when I came downstairs to do my workout I saw Leela on the couch like this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJfbCS5pI/AAAAAAAAAh8/AMhmUBk92Fk/s1600/April+16+2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJfbCS5pI/AAAAAAAAAh8/AMhmUBk92Fk/s320/April+16+2010+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460906458601416338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada's glasses and her coat on at 8am.  I should have took a picture of her the other night when Ryan came home from work.  She had panties on and swimming goggles.  That's it.  She just can't wear normal clothes like all the other kids.  I love that she's original though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-9065192049246795491?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/9065192049246795491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/9-months-already.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/9065192049246795491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/9065192049246795491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/9-months-already.html' title='9 Months Already!?'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S8kJePoC-zI/AAAAAAAAAhs/BG7-K0aeOKI/s72-c/April+16+2010+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3775392410298598888</id><published>2010-04-06T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:13:42.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmonton Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm back at home from a well needed and very fun trip with the family to Edmonton.  It was  a trip we planned mostly to give the kids a fun time at the water park in West Ed Mall.  But after filling our time with tons of other things we ended up not having any time for the water park at all.  The last time we went to Edmonton Ryan took the kids to the play place at galaxy Land and they were bored after 5 minutes so we were expecting that again.  But this time they lasted over 2 hours.  In that time I got to do some serious shopping with Silver, who apparently loves shopping as much as I do because she never complained once.  She is the best baby to travel with.  She is so quiet and content.  While shopping I found some leather jackets for Jada and I.  She has been bugging me about getting one for her and I finally found one.  Here we are with our matching coats:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vhrhuGa8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/E5Z2L3XNW_o/s1600/2010_04_06+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vhrhuGa8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/E5Z2L3XNW_o/s320/2010_04_06+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457203511391841218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Reid and I hanging out in our hotel:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfJxyNCjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/KAmmhluOgBQ/s1600/2010_04_06+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfJxyNCjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/KAmmhluOgBQ/s320/2010_04_06+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457200732565211698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, I hate my hair like this but when I combed it after my shower Jada loved it so much she asked if I could leave it like that so I did!)&lt;br /&gt;After my shopping we went out for dinner.  It is so great to have a baby that doesn't complain no matter what we do.  Here is her at dinner:   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfKI3XEsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/lBqKmiJxr58/s1600/2010_04_06+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfKI3XEsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/lBqKmiJxr58/s320/2010_04_06+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457200738760856258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And daddy with Reid and Jada:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdz29Tj_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4zX1kVwAp0g/s1600/2010_04_06+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdz29Tj_I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4zX1kVwAp0g/s320/2010_04_06+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457199256485203954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Leela and I:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfJNkWb1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/EuLeFwGQuKQ/s1600/2010_04_06+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfJNkWb1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/EuLeFwGQuKQ/s320/2010_04_06+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457200722843430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Jada eating all of Ryan's noodles:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdzcsH9nI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QJIZDbH1OWQ/s1600/2010_04_06+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdzcsH9nI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QJIZDbH1OWQ/s320/2010_04_06+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457199249433818738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think i have a previous post of her just like this from the last time we were in Edmonton.  These noodles from the Cheesecake Cafe are the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vd0CIPTUI/AAAAAAAAAf8/95GUAWjoVu8/s1600/2010_04_06+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, I then continued my shopping while Ryan took the kids to a movie.  I love Ryan for that.  He is so good to take care of the kids and not complain at all while I shop my butt off.  The kids saw the movie, "Diary of a wimpy kid."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfI_RIWNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-oZSMT7jFy8/s1600/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vfI_RIWNI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-oZSMT7jFy8/s320/diary-of-a-wimpy-kid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457200719004719314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  They thought the movie was so funny that we went to Chapters the next day and bought the books for them.&lt;br /&gt;The kids love staying in a hotel.  It is so exciting and fun for them.  This morning we did some more shopping and then drove home.  All the way home I kept thinking, "how the heck did my parents travel with us kids without DS's and portable DVD players!?"  It sure does make traveling a lot more peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;Also, after years of not reading I have finally got back into it and am loving it.  For a while there I wasn't reading because I wasn't sure what books I liked and had read a few bad ones so it left me giving it up all together.  I am now reading "The glass Castle" by Jeannette Walls.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vgU29oTfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/qA2hLyveRus/s1600/com-ImageViewerTheGlassCastle,byJeannetteWalls,Paperback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vgU29oTfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/qA2hLyveRus/s320/com-ImageViewerTheGlassCastle,byJeannetteWalls,Paperback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457202022445501938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing.  I am halfway through and enjoying every page.  I just bought the next book of hers called "Half Broke Horses."  I can't wait to read it.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vgVNfTnII/AAAAAAAAAg0/T00C8LVTNIw/s1600/9781416586289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vgVNfTnII/AAAAAAAAAg0/T00C8LVTNIw/s320/9781416586289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457202028492332162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was nice to have something good to read on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;I just love our little family trips and the memories the kids will have of all the fun times we did things together as a family.  There are always certain things they HAVE to do when at the mall.  Of course they have to get a picture in the whale's mouth:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdyosXgII/AAAAAAAAAfc/7L1hh8W9sgo/s1600/2010_04_06+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vdyosXgII/AAAAAAAAAfc/7L1hh8W9sgo/s320/2010_04_06+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457199235476193410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love creating fun memories for them.  I just love our family so much!!&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kids/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kids/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3775392410298598888?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3775392410298598888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/edmonton-trip.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3775392410298598888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3775392410298598888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/edmonton-trip.html' title='Edmonton Trip'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7vhrhuGa8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/E5Z2L3XNW_o/s72-c/2010_04_06+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7535791330036531850</id><published>2010-04-02T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:11:45.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>You only have once a year to celebrate Easter, so I thought this Easter I would have some fun with the kids.  So we invited their cousins Emily and Eva over for some fun.  We decorated Easter eggs, made cupcakes and decorated them to look like flowers in pots, made bunny ears for the girls, and painted their faces like bunnies.  Then we had an Easter egg hunt.  The kids had so much fun.  I just think of when I was a kid how little things like that would make me so happy.  So it is fun to do things like that for the kids now.&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow we are going to go to my parents house for Easter dinner, and then on Sunday the Easter Bunny should be coming.  What fun!  This is better than Christmas!! AND less expensive!!&lt;br /&gt;The kids decorating Easter Eggs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG8wzfEHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ACkV6A9YW4w/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG8wzfEHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ACkV6A9YW4w/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455696377057054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG9ILTRDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/G7JHhnTmoyM/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG9ILTRDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/G7JHhnTmoyM/s320/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455696383330960434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls with their bunny ears and faces:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG9qY8JzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8dlUhCYutqA/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG9qY8JzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8dlUhCYutqA/s320/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455696392514971442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG91WviAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Xl8YdZ2-al0/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG91WviAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Xl8YdZ2-al0/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455696395458545666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the kids decorating their cupcakes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFGN0ef8I/AAAAAAAAAek/hJ7kijALtko/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFGN0ef8I/AAAAAAAAAek/hJ7kijALtko/s320/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455694340441407426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "Flowers in their Pots":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFHfFtFyI/AAAAAAAAAes/WYCQWJmPEaM/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFHfFtFyI/AAAAAAAAAes/WYCQWJmPEaM/s320/067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455694362256938786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls checking out what was in their eggs:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFFfVUT7I/AAAAAAAAAec/kx1XMWUWdbM/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aFFfVUT7I/AAAAAAAAAec/kx1XMWUWdbM/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455694327962685362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reid's on a mission to find the most eggs:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG-QonQHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ymvcr3GwF94/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG-QonQHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/ymvcr3GwF94/s320/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455696402781257842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Silver has been crawling for a few weeks now.  She has been the earliest to crawl of all my kids at just past 8 months.  Check her out!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-64a441b205247001" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64a441b205247001%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25B13832D9F949157FF4690541394EC4069D3683.3EDAE3106C0E46FAD3FE40E46D3F5DD5A3BE8C4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64a441b205247001%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJB2I37Cx3reyFioUbLNvUas8gFw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D64a441b205247001%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25B13832D9F949157FF4690541394EC4069D3683.3EDAE3106C0E46FAD3FE40E46D3F5DD5A3BE8C4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D64a441b205247001%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJB2I37Cx3reyFioUbLNvUas8gFw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7535791330036531850?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7535791330036531850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-fun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7535791330036531850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7535791330036531850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun!!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7aG8wzfEHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ACkV6A9YW4w/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1727612864989539064</id><published>2010-03-30T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:35:05.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Idea I stole!</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine posted a blog about a cute Easter Wreath she made.  I loved the idea cause it was super cute and really easy to make.  And didn't cost very much at all.  Anyways, this is how it turned out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7KstHcxZwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/81DrzCl5WxE/s1600/easter+wreath+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7KstHcxZwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/81DrzCl5WxE/s320/easter+wreath+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454611989792909058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out the tutorial &lt;a href="http://cindis.blogspot.com/2009/03/moms-do-some-grass-this-month.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm not that great at doing bows so her's is a lot better than mine, but I still think it turned out pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's one more pic I couldn't resist putting on.  Jada made some shoes for Leela using my hair elastics and a toy phone and a toy cleaning bottle.  She strapped them on her feet and she walked all over the house like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7KsteUUy8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/czJoGb8qKoA/s1600/easter+wreath+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7KsteUUy8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/czJoGb8qKoA/s320/easter+wreath+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454611995931495362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1727612864989539064?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1727612864989539064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/cute-idea-i-stole.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1727612864989539064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1727612864989539064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/cute-idea-i-stole.html' title='Cute Idea I stole!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S7KstHcxZwI/AAAAAAAAAeM/81DrzCl5WxE/s72-c/easter+wreath+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6779519340362828378</id><published>2010-03-23T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:21:51.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I Here?</title><content type='html'>Today I was getting Silver out of her crib after waking from her nap when I got a call.  It was a teacher from school saying that Reid hit his head at the Ski Hill and that he was really confused.  She asked if I wanted him to go to the hospital and I said yes.  So they got an ambulance for him and I dropped the girls off at my moms and drove straight there.  Lucky I have a great friend who I got to pick up Jada from school.  I am such a paraniod mom when it coms to my kids and injuries.   I fear the worst.  When Reid finally got to the hospital he was on a stretcher and he was very happy to see me.  He was wiggling like crazy so I knew he had to pee!  When they finally got him out of this thing he was strapped to they let him go pee.  Then he went back to lay down and asked, "where am I?"  I told him what happened and he had no idea what I was talking about.  I said, "Don't  you remember going on the bus to the ski hill for school today?"  Nope!  Nothing.  "Do you remember piano lessons yesterday?" Nope.  "Do you remember anything from last week?"  Nope.  Then like two minutes later he's like, "Why am I here?"  So I explained what happened again.  Two minutes later the same thing..."Why am I here?"  He didn't remember being in an ambulance or even going pee minutes before.  He kept looking down at his wrist bracelet and saying, cool bracelet and reading his name on it.  Then he would do that exact same thing two minutes later.  It was so weird to see him like that.  So, we were there for about 4 or 5 hours until he finally started remembering things.  So they let us go.  But he still does not remember what happened or even being in the ambulance at all.  How stressful.  I am glad he's ok though.  I love Reid so much.  And now I feel guilty because he really didn't want to go in the first place and I made him.  I should listen to him more often!! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he came home with a headache and was really tired and fell asleep on the couch.  I hope he feels better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-6779519340362828378?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/6779519340362828378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-am-i-here.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6779519340362828378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6779519340362828378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-am-i-here.html' title='Why am I Here?'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6836946306228818414</id><published>2010-03-11T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:43:16.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Geniuses for me!</title><content type='html'>My not quite 8 month old baby is a genius.  Yup it's true.  If you don't believe it, watch the video.  If you still don't believe it, it's you own problem.  lol &lt;br /&gt;Silver clearly says Jada and dadda now.  If only she would say mama then I would be truly proud.  But for now, I'll accept those two words.  Reid was a pretty early talker so I think she might take after him.  Jada and Leela were pretty good talkers too.  Yup, that's right.  Only geniuses for me!! lol&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Don't ask me to post any videos of my kids riding bikes anytime soon.  Clearly bike riding does not fall into the genius category! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afae44d12842c762" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/only-geniuses-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6836946306228818414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6836946306228818414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/only-geniuses-for-me.html' title='Only Geniuses for me!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-738595250762562561</id><published>2010-03-02T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:15:54.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Loves her Sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6fa1d7d4f85f1aa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06fa1d7d4f85f1aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF95187F5E688387B49BD232AD68446353553513.DA6C182208CC506297AFA0B75DF9D9FE020CB2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fa1d7d4f85f1aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJGC0PVHE9ASI8sdAy9If0uqoR98&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D06fa1d7d4f85f1aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF95187F5E688387B49BD232AD68446353553513.DA6C182208CC506297AFA0B75DF9D9FE020CB2E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fa1d7d4f85f1aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJGC0PVHE9ASI8sdAy9If0uqoR98&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since Silver was old enough to smile and laugh her favorite person (well, besides me, the milk lady, of course) is Leela.  She thinks everything Leela does is funny.  Check out this video of Leela making her laugh.  I love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-738595250762562561?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/738595250762562561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-loves-her-sister.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/738595250762562561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/738595250762562561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-loves-her-sister.html' title='She Loves her Sister!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1066337982771054940</id><published>2010-02-26T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T14:46:53.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I tried.</title><content type='html'>My kids have been begging me to take them skating for a while now...well, mostly Jada has.  So I promised her during reading break we would.  Leela and Reid got sick though at the begginning so we couldn't go anywhere.  Since they are getting better I thought I better take them.  My brother takes his girls to MacDonald Island and just puts a bike helmet on them.  SO I got them all ready to go and when I got there the guy said that they will only let them skate if they have real hockey helmets!!  I was pretty choked because as anyone that has kids know it takes a lot of work to pack up 4 kids and all their skating stuff.  Plus then I had to listen to them cry when I told them we couldn't go.  So I decided to let them play at the indoor playground there instead.  They had a ton of fun.  Then I took them to the library and let them pick out some books.  It all worked out in the end.  But of course today they remember, "hey, we still need to go skating!!"  So I told them I'd take them to the outdoor rink at their school.  SO once again we get all packed up and get there and realize they lock up the boards on weekends!  ARG!  So I remembered I used to go to an outdoor rink by Safeway so I took them there and there was no one else there.  SO we got out and Reid said he didn't want to wear his skates.  Leela was too scared too so I just let her wear her boots.  So I get my skates on and help Jada onto the ice and then she tells me she wants her boots back on cause she's too scared too!  So, I skated around the ice for a few minutes while the kids played hockey with just one stick between the three of them.  Then I took them for hot chocolate after and we went home.  After all that crying to skate they all chickened out in the end!  Oh well.  We had lots of fun doing other things instead.  That's one thing I love about being a mom is that life can be pretty flexible and if plans change you can still have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Here is Silver in her stroller at Mac Island.  She is happy no matter WHAT we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMN-ASwOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Pav5WDk6xZU/s1600-h/2010_02_26+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMN-ASwOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Pav5WDk6xZU/s320/2010_02_26+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442683952543482082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada at the indoor playground:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMOZ79CZI/AAAAAAAAAds/YcMcgHbCHsM/s1600-h/2010_02_26+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMOZ79CZI/AAAAAAAAAds/YcMcgHbCHsM/s320/2010_02_26+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442683960041474450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Reid playing hockey with his boots on:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMO_1mbLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9khkLkf-w4E/s1600-h/2010_02_26+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMO_1mbLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/9khkLkf-w4E/s320/2010_02_26+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442683970215374002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, what a good mom I am for making sure her helmet was on properly!  It's totally about to fall off here! lol:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMPfivc0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/I5Sk5djlVfE/s1600-h/2010_02_26+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMPfivc0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/I5Sk5djlVfE/s320/2010_02_26+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442683978726208322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMPikkefI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ECEX-D4mhJc/s1600-h/2010_02_26+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMPikkefI/AAAAAAAAAeE/ECEX-D4mhJc/s320/2010_02_26+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442683979539184114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1066337982771054940?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1066337982771054940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-i-tried.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1066337982771054940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1066337982771054940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-i-tried.html' title='Well, I tried.'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S4hMN-ASwOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Pav5WDk6xZU/s72-c/2010_02_26+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3075409640589857070</id><published>2010-02-18T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:02:23.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a Change</title><content type='html'>Here's the thing... I get bored.  I like change.  I love it.  So I cut my hair.  Here's the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S33wt4fX3hI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vF8GA8H64N8/s1600-h/2010_02_18+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S33wt4fX3hI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vF8GA8H64N8/s320/2010_02_18+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768595982179858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S33wuRQuK9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/yH45MQz_esI/s1600-h/2010_02_18+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S33wuRQuK9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/yH45MQz_esI/s320/2010_02_18+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768602631613394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not the best pictures but you can see how short it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3075409640589857070?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3075409640589857070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3075409640589857070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3075409640589857070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a Change'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S33wt4fX3hI/AAAAAAAAAdU/vF8GA8H64N8/s72-c/2010_02_18+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1009725985945169508</id><published>2010-02-04T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:59:49.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting Up and Life</title><content type='html'>The other day I had put Silver on the floor in the living room to play and then I went into the kitchen to make dinner.  About a minute later I came in to check on her and she was sitting up all by herself in the middle of the room!  I couldn't believe it!  She hadn't sat up by herself before this.  Jada put her there and then walked away!  I guess when you have older siblings you start doing things faster.  Check her out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHMfc5JkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y9MbVSmJu7E/s1600-h/2010_02_04+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHMfc5JkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y9MbVSmJu7E/s320/2010_02_04+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434586024023500354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHLhg3c3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Lr___HXvsx4/s1600-h/2010_02_04+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHLhg3c3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/Lr___HXvsx4/s320/2010_02_04+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434586007397167986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHLU3_fRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZHbvHZ6y808/s1600-h/2010_02_04+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHLU3_fRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZHbvHZ6y808/s320/2010_02_04+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434586004004502802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And down she goes!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHM4sCShI/AAAAAAAAAcc/v2bRWOJb0KQ/s1600-h/2010_02_04+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHM4sCShI/AAAAAAAAAcc/v2bRWOJb0KQ/s320/2010_02_04+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434586030797900306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so she doesn't last more than a few seconds, but pretty good though, right?&lt;br /&gt;So, it is hard to believe that she is 6 and a half months old now.  It went by so fast.  I just had her weighed and measured at her shots this week.  She is 16lbs 4 ounces!  She gained a lot since last time.  She is now 50% for weight.  But she is 90% for height!  She's a supermodel in the works!&lt;br /&gt;We've been having so much fun.  I love the kids so much.  The other day someone said to me, "you must have a lot of fun with your kids."  And I was like, "ya, I do!"  Usually everyone says, "you must be sooo busy", or "you have your hands full."  Which I do.  But I do have a lot of fun too.  People make it sound like having 4 kids is horrible.  But I love it.  I never thought it would be this great.  It helps that I have a husband that helps out a ton.  And having my parents in town and two brothers is great too.  They are too good to me.  My mom called me up today and said, "dad wants to take the kids to school tomorrow, and take Leela, AND bring them over to our house after school."  I was like, SURE!  I love how they just offer to help so much and I never have to ask or feel like I'm using them.  I feel like I have the best family ever!!&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of me and the girls hanging out:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHNBpQe6I/AAAAAAAAAck/lzQo5ysoL54/s1600-h/2010_02_04+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHNBpQe6I/AAAAAAAAAck/lzQo5ysoL54/s320/2010_02_04+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434586033202166690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada told me later that she was trying to show me her butt! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIy4H6hhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9KkXi__JtFg/s1600-h/2010_02_04+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIy4H6hhI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9KkXi__JtFg/s320/2010_02_04+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587782993053202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIw_btEhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-RS9SrTSjxA/s1600-h/2010_02_04+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIw_btEhI/AAAAAAAAAcs/-RS9SrTSjxA/s320/2010_02_04+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587750595367442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIxjwuqpI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3P13RG6ofDo/s1600-h/2010_02_04+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIxjwuqpI/AAAAAAAAAc8/3P13RG6ofDo/s320/2010_02_04+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587760347228818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIyS-xDVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IFrCUqp6cyI/s1600-h/2010_02_04+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIyS-xDVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/IFrCUqp6cyI/s320/2010_02_04+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587773022571858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this one.  She is totally busted getting into my make-up!!  She's mad cause she got caught! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIxV2DAhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5rxTo5gRTvQ/s1600-h/2010_02_04+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uIxV2DAhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5rxTo5gRTvQ/s320/2010_02_04+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587756611437074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1009725985945169508?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1009725985945169508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/sitting-up-and-life.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1009725985945169508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1009725985945169508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/02/sitting-up-and-life.html' title='Sitting Up and Life'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S2uHMfc5JkI/AAAAAAAAAcU/y9MbVSmJu7E/s72-c/2010_02_04+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-563649485394204742</id><published>2010-01-23T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:29:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why is this so hard?</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be preparing for my talk I have to give in church tomorrow but instead, here I am blogging about it.  I just need a little break from it though.  My topic is reverence in Sacrament Meeting.  Yes, that's right...they picked me because our family is the most reverent family in the ward!  ha!!  It's actually been good though because I'm learning a lot about reverence that I never really understood before plus learning how I can get my own kids to prepare for Sunday.  But I still need to tweak it a little bit.  Why is giving a talk in church so dreadful though!?  It's not like it's that hard to stand up there and do it!  I just get so anxious to get it done.  Once I start I'm usually ok.  I just hope it goes well and maybe someone gets something out of it.  That's all I can hope for.  Crappy blog, I know!  lol!  Ok...I better get back at it now!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you have anything to help with me this topic before church tomorrow let me know!&lt;br /&gt; Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-563649485394204742?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/563649485394204742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-this-so-hard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/563649485394204742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/563649485394204742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-this-so-hard.html' title='why is this so hard?'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-4809248781983764840</id><published>2010-01-12T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:02:18.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crochet Projects so Far</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I made a post about how I'm learning to crochet. The first blanket I made was really a learning project. Since then I've made lots of hats blankets, toys, and headbands. It is really getting to be a lot of fun. Here are some of the things that I've made so far:&lt;br /&gt;A hat for Silver: (didn't realize she had baby food on her till after the pic)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00idFHFRMI/AAAAAAAAAas/fuJ3fDjV8u0/s1600-h/2010_01_12+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00idFHFRMI/AAAAAAAAAas/fuJ3fDjV8u0/s320/2010_01_12+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426031009034749122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes for the girls to play with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00icwnFyPI/AAAAAAAAAak/Prb6dMWF0TU/s1600-h/2010_01_12+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00icwnFyPI/AAAAAAAAAak/Prb6dMWF0TU/s320/2010_01_12+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426031003531856114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A HUGE Ice cream cone for the girls to play with:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kZlr-k7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0_XZ2dB-sK8/s1600-h/2010_01_12+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kZlr-k7I/AAAAAAAAAbc/0_XZ2dB-sK8/s320/2010_01_12+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426033148083213234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jyh8dEBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/dJz2vsaJj3M/s1600-h/2010_01_12+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jyh8dEBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/dJz2vsaJj3M/s320/2010_01_12+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426032477063680018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wrap sweater for Silver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00ickQW9fI/AAAAAAAAAac/CORN-igmphs/s1600-h/2010_01_12+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00ickQW9fI/AAAAAAAAAac/CORN-igmphs/s320/2010_01_12+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426031000215287282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An afghan for ME:  (it took so long to make I'm NOT giving it away! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00icIR4vDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LTbgGz9HQQo/s1600-h/2010_01_12+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00icIR4vDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LTbgGz9HQQo/s320/2010_01_12+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426030992705502258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00ib0le5CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/hNciwBCY0eI/s1600-h/2010_01_12+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00ib0le5CI/AAAAAAAAAaM/hNciwBCY0eI/s320/2010_01_12+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426030987418985506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hat:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jzq5hgMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Ltfe5kvsWdQ/s1600-h/2010_01_12+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jzq5hgMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Ltfe5kvsWdQ/s320/2010_01_12+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426032496647176386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kamEM3lI/AAAAAAAAAbs/z_xUWs12Epc/s1600-h/2010_01_12+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kamEM3lI/AAAAAAAAAbs/z_xUWs12Epc/s320/2010_01_12+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426033165364682322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby blanket: (I made a purple one and a green one for a friend who didn't know what she was having but she had a girl.  So the next baby boy I know will get this one!) It's called a stroller blanket because it's small enough to bring in a stroller so it won't drag on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jzRx4XzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/yVeM032nqF4/s1600-h/2010_01_12+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jzRx4XzI/AAAAAAAAAbM/yVeM032nqF4/s320/2010_01_12+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426032489904234290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jyw5YNRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/al7QAoHj5fA/s1600-h/2010_01_12+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00jyw5YNRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/al7QAoHj5fA/s320/2010_01_12+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426032481077310738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A headband for Silver:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00mBNFELzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rmcr-SWoPNY/s1600-h/2010_01_12+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00mBNFELzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/rmcr-SWoPNY/s320/2010_01_12+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426034928183947058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides crocheting, I've had a lot fo fun watching Silver grow.  She is 6 months old now!! She's rolling around all the time now.  But the funniest thing she does is she likes to arch her back and move backwards with her head.  It's really funny, but she does it all the time.  Who knows, maybe this will be her crawl! LOL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kaOfWfaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EaMrXeb323M/s1600-h/2010_01_12+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00kaOfWfaI/AAAAAAAAAbk/EaMrXeb323M/s320/2010_01_12+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426033159036108194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-4809248781983764840?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/4809248781983764840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-crochet-projects-so-far.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4809248781983764840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4809248781983764840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-crochet-projects-so-far.html' title='My Crochet Projects so Far'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/S00idFHFRMI/AAAAAAAAAas/fuJ3fDjV8u0/s72-c/2010_01_12+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-1430803488228741572</id><published>2010-01-10T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:18:17.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighing in on Things</title><content type='html'>Well, this isn't really a blog about the family or anything too exciting.  This weekend has been a really quiet one and so I've had some time to reflect on things and I just felt like sharing it in my blog.  Most people that know me well know that I was heavier in high school.  Like 50 lbs heavier.  I started exercising in grade 11 or 12 and lost some weight.  When I got pregnant with Reid I gained 50lbs!  I continued to work out and lost it all as well another 20bls too.  I only gained 25;bs with Jada and Leela, and then I gained 45lbs with Silver!  Since loosing the weight one more time, I've been thinking about all the things I've learned about loosing weight.  These are a few of the things I've learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;  Confidence does not come from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; you look like.  When I was big in high school I was so confident.  I always took time to do my make-up and wear nice things.  I really had no idea how fat I was until I lost weight.  And actually, the people around me that loved me like my family and close friends had no idea either!!  I think if someone really loves you they look past your flaws. The times I have been the most confident have not been after loosing weight, but rather when I am filling my  life with good things.  When I am living righteously I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; You stop getting compliments when you loose weight.  Ya, it's true you get lots when your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loosing&lt;/span&gt; it, but none after it's lost.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not looking for compliments, but it is so obvious that this happens every time.  Also, people lie.  It's true.  Like it or not.  I think most people have such good intentions because when you look like crap they want you to feel better.  I know this sounds awful!!!  But it's so true!  For this reason I never give compliments unless I truly mean it.  So if I've ever said something nice to you it was s100% true.  And well, if I haven't said anything at all...well...you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;No pain, no gain.  Ya, sorry to break it to you.  But it's TONS of hard work unless you are one of those lucky few that have a naturally lean body and can eat whatever you want.  But for rest of us, it's hard work.  One thing that always makes me mad is when people say, "oh, ya, if it was easy for me to work out too I would do it."  Oh SURE, running with pain so bad in my ankle knees and hips that I'm limping while 27 weeks pregnant...piece of cake!!!  Doing weights with super bad morning sickness, feeling like I'm going to pass out or puke...LOVE it!!!  So just so you all know, it sucks for me just as bad as it does everyone else.  I've just learned that I need to do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;Once you're big, you always feel that way.  Or at least it's really hard not to think you are.  Even now when I see clothes my size they look so small and I think there's no way they'll fit.  It's such a mental thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;It's never enough.  I used to always say, "once I get to this weight I'll be happy."  Then I get to that weight and I think, "Just 5 more lbs."  It's just never enough.  When I was pregnant with Silver I told myself that I would never do that again.  When I was 9 months pregnant I'd look back at pictures of me pre-pregnant and think how small I looked, yet at the time that pic was taken I thought I was huge!  So now I just don't care about weight.  I feel good no matter what the scale says.  I just don't care anymore.  I think it's all in your head anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; You need a schedule or it's not going to happen.  When I started working out I made a set time and day I'd do it and let nothing come in the way.  Not Dr's appointments, not ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;Being a mom is no excuse for not being able to exercise.  I've worked out every day since the day I had Reid.  I've done my workouts at home for years with the kids right by me.  They are so used to it now that they know nothing get's in the way of it.  (I've even kicked a kid in the head doing Tae Bo because I told them "GET OUT OF THE WAY, Mommy's not stopping!!!"  hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;Not eating after dinner really helps the weight loss.  It's the hardest thing to do at first, but it really helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;.Anyone can loose weight.  I don't like to work out.  I love to eat.  But I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;You gotta set realistic goals and be patient.  It all started out with me asking myself if I work out for a year and only loose 5 lbs will it have been worth it.  And the answer was yes.  Because I knew whether or not I was successful at losing weight, I knew I would be healthier.  So I ended up loosing 30lbs that year which was a bonus.  Sometimes the weight takes a lot longer to come off.  It was always frustrating for me when I'd work out hard and gain twice as much weight while pregnant as someone who didn't work out at all.  (You know who you are!! :))  But it was still worth it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;  I love the lessons it's taught my kids.  They know I'm not a quitter.  They're learning that hard work is important.  Not to mention all the health benefits they are learning.  And it is so important to me that my kids see that I love myself no matter what because I believe if they see that then they will love themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm sure there is tons more I've learned but that's it for now.  I'm sure it's not the most interesting blog to most of you but it was good for me to reflect on things.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-1430803488228741572?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/1430803488228741572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/weighing-in-on-things.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1430803488228741572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/1430803488228741572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/weighing-in-on-things.html' title='Weighing in on Things'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-9159749256484694486</id><published>2010-01-01T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:45:49.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas break...yawn</title><content type='html'>Well, the kids have been off school for almost 2 weeks now and it has been so nice.  It is so nice not to have to leave the house at least 2 times a day to bring and pick them up from school.   It has also been nice doing things with the kids that I normally can't do.  Like take them swimming and playing games during the day.  It has been such a nice break from my normally busy life.  I didn't even have cubs or piano to take them too!&lt;br /&gt;We had a really quiet Christmas.  The kids were excited.  They each opened a gift the day before and Jada was so upset that it was slippers and not a toy!  But when she got the rest of her gifts the next day she was happy again.  I still remember when I was a kid not getting the gift I wanted and I got an etchascetch instead.  I went into my room and cried.  lol&lt;br /&gt;So this week the sickness returned.  Silver was throwing up for a couple days and then Leela.  And now Ryan has it.  I feel so bad for there.  I'm really hoping I don't get it.  I did feel pretty sick all last week but never actually threw up so I'm hoping that was what they have and that I won't get sick again.&lt;br /&gt;For New Years Eve we had my family over for pizza.  It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I finally took Leela out of the house today to go shopping (she hasn't left the house since Sunday) and she was so excited to be out she had to comment on everything she saw.  It was cute.  The kids have been so good for me.  I sure love them and I'm glad they're mine!&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas break:&lt;br /&gt;Silver with her stocking:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52Ro52OGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6cu2vcP2mrU/s1600-h/2009_12_25+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52Ro52OGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6cu2vcP2mrU/s320/2009_12_25+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901046810556514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jada opening gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52SA4n2jI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6R-ARTx2kME/s1600-h/2009_12_25+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52SA4n2jI/AAAAAAAAAZE/6R-ARTx2kME/s320/2009_12_25+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901053247871538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All he wanted was games for his DS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52SrWpTqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/tarF19bXdfQ/s1600-h/2009_12_25+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52SrWpTqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/tarF19bXdfQ/s320/2009_12_25+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901064648085154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got so much relaxing time with Silver these past 2 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52S6lUoQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/pr9_fXfJmKw/s1600-h/2009_12_19+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52S6lUoQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/pr9_fXfJmKw/s320/2009_12_19+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901068736176386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since she hasn't left the house much this is what she looks like every single day:  (And do I care?  Heck NO!  She's happy!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz53kuXmyAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Mo8BcsbuoGQ/s1600-h/2009_12_19+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz53kuXmyAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Mo8BcsbuoGQ/s320/2009_12_19+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421902474206693378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Johnston cousins together:  (This summer there will be one more!)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52Ry78wZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GCWM1r6OTl4/s1600-h/2009_12_25+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52Ry78wZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/GCWM1r6OTl4/s320/2009_12_25+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421901049503728018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, I don't know if anyone remembers I had and infection on my finger...well, the infection is gone now but my nail is not growing anymore and it is going to fall off soon.  Has anyone ever lost a whole nail before?  If so, how long does it take to grow back?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope everyone had a great Christmas and a Happy NEW YEAR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-9159749256484694486?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/9159749256484694486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-breakyawn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/9159749256484694486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/9159749256484694486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-breakyawn.html' title='Christmas break...yawn'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sz52Ro52OGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/6cu2vcP2mrU/s72-c/2009_12_25+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-2145773181196599507</id><published>2009-12-19T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:52:17.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Great to be 8</title><content type='html'>Today was one of the best days in my life.  My first born turned 8 years old today.  And today he was baptized.  A couple of weeks ago Reid had his interview with the Bishop.  When he came out of his office he was beaming.  He said, "mommy, I'm ready to be baptized!"  He looked so happy.  We have been doing Family Home Evening lessons on Baptism to prepare him.  This morning I gave him his first real set of scriptures.  He was so excited and started looking up scriptures all by himself! I am so proud of him for the choices he makes.  He is a very good boy with a big heart.  So, today was the big day.  My mom gave a talk on Baptism.  We all felt the spirit in the room.  Then he was baptized.  He looked so pure and perfect when he came out of the water.  Reid was then confirmed.  I felt the spirit again.  It was very emotional.  My brother Curtis gave a great talk on the gift of the Holy Ghost.  I know the church is true.  His baptism confirmed it to me.  The spirit was too strong to deny that what he was doing was right.   Reid looks so happy.  I love him so much.  It was a great day.  Reid just before being baptized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d28QbZWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kcviD1jpGas/s1600-h/2009_12_19+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d28QbZWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kcviD1jpGas/s320/2009_12_19+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417159494010103138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And with his daddy who baptized him:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d2cncUFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jQZCA-spmN4/s1600-h/2009_12_19+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d2cncUFI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jQZCA-spmN4/s320/2009_12_19+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417159485516697682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d3Xzk7_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/cmsonKrZ-6o/s1600-h/2009_12_19+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d3Xzk7_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/cmsonKrZ-6o/s320/2009_12_19+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417159501405286386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole family after the baptism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d3kOhT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/JDUoxsSlIRw/s1600-h/2009_12_19+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d3kOhT-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/JDUoxsSlIRw/s320/2009_12_19+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417159504739520482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We love you Reid!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2145773181196599507?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2145773181196599507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-great-to-be-8.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2145773181196599507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2145773181196599507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-great-to-be-8.html' title='It&apos;s Great to be 8'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sy2d28QbZWI/AAAAAAAAAYc/kcviD1jpGas/s72-c/2009_12_19+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6716340599252920580</id><published>2009-12-16T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:27:17.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She got it cut!!!</title><content type='html'>I love long hair on little girls. It is so pretty. I swore I would never let Jada get her hair cut...EVER! But she's been begging me for months...maybe even a year now, to get it cut. So far she has only had trims. But lately I have noticed that the ends are really dry and most of it is still her baby hair so it is really fine.  I always hate it when people try to grow their hair out thinking it is so pretty and long, but they never get it cut and then it just looks super straggly.  I've been taking her to get regular trims but never anything more.  So I promised her I would let her get it cut.  So I called my hairdresser and she didn't have any appointments until after Christmas.  And Jada had already been non stop asking me WHEN her appointment would be.  So I decided to try someone else.  So last night I took her in to get it cut to just below her shoulders.  The lady cut it so fast that I couldn't believe she was done already.  Just as Jada went to get up I noticed a super long CHUNK of hair so I told her and she was like, oh, I missed a piece and then she cut it.  When I got home I noticed it was soooo uneven and there were really long pieces that she missed.  So I called the place and they said they would get someone else to fix it.  So I took her in tonight and to fix it and now it looks great!!!  I love it and I think it looks so much healthier.  She is happy with it too but she keeps saying it feels weird.  She used to always flip her hair around and now it's not there.  I'm glad I did it though.  So, here's a before shot (Not the best pic but you can see how long it was):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynOi6YZz-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/XE824tPQ5lk/s1600-h/2009_12_05+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynOi6YZz-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/XE824tPQ5lk/s320/2009_12_05+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416087126072217570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's her now:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMUFjt3uI/AAAAAAAAAX0/G5uy7HzDFPw/s1600-h/2009_12_16+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMUFjt3uI/AAAAAAAAAX0/G5uy7HzDFPw/s320/2009_12_16+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416084672351166178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMTkuMVxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/nkYrzva0Rj8/s1600-h/2009_12_16+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMTkuMVxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/nkYrzva0Rj8/s320/2009_12_16+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416084663536736018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMS_eqCMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MsqXLcj-1Tk/s1600-h/2009_12_16+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMS_eqCMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/MsqXLcj-1Tk/s320/2009_12_16+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416084653539461314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in other news, Silver is 5 months old now!!!  I can not believe she is that old already!! She is our longest and skinniest girl.  Jada and Leela were a pound more and 3 inches less!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMU923opI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nUjIYU5uaqk/s1600-h/2009_12_16+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMU923opI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nUjIYU5uaqk/s320/2009_12_16+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416084687463883410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMUs-leOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bM3gMw-qTTY/s1600-h/2009_12_16+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynMUs-leOI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bM3gMw-qTTY/s320/2009_12_16+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416084682932844770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-6716340599252920580?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/6716340599252920580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-got-it-cut.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6716340599252920580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6716340599252920580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-got-it-cut.html' title='She got it cut!!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SynOi6YZz-I/AAAAAAAAAYM/XE824tPQ5lk/s72-c/2009_12_05+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-539230440783170211</id><published>2009-12-11T18:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:09:59.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a Jolly Jumper!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know all my posts are about Silver right now, but if you read my journals I always write the most about the one that was the littlest.  You should read how much I wrote about Reid when he was a baby!  I love all my kids so much and all equally.  But there is something so special about a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Since Silver's personality reminds me the most about Reid and Reid LOVED the Jolly Jumper I thought I would get one and try Silver in it.  Since I got rid of all my baby stuff I had to go buy one but I knew she would love it.  And I was right!  She was in it longer than my other girls.  Reid and Silver both hated the swing and loved the Jolly Jumper.  And Jada and Leela hated the Jolly Jumper and loved the swing.  I still can't get over how different each kid can be.  Yet they have so many traits that are the same too.  Like Jada and Silver have the same body (narrow hands and feet and no bum)  While Reid and Leela have the same body (blue eyes, chubby bum, wide hands and feet)  Silvers face looks the most like Leela's to me, but everyone I talk to says how much she looks like Jada.  And I think everyone would agree that Reid and Leela are practically twins!  Yet I don't think any of them look like me!  I think Jada is the most "Johnston"  and Reid is the most like Ryan.  I am still waiting to see if Silver will go blonde.  Both Reid and Leela had dark skin and dark hair at her age and look at them now!  Totally blonde and pale!  Anyways, here is a pic of Silver enjoying her new Jolly Jumper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyMJIYnHTmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gMkVICkPE_0/s1600-h/2009_12_11+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyMJIYnHTmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gMkVICkPE_0/s320/2009_12_11+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414181216679579234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyMJH4kH8uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Wyt8zod3pIU/s1600-h/2009_12_11+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyMJH4kH8uI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Wyt8zod3pIU/s320/2009_12_11+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414181208077103842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the way, that's her Christmas present and that's all she's getting!  Not like she knows anyways! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-539230440783170211?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/539230440783170211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-jolly-jumper.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/539230440783170211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/539230440783170211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/shes-jolly-jumper.html' title='She&apos;s a Jolly Jumper!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyMJIYnHTmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/gMkVICkPE_0/s72-c/2009_12_11+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-2443208028310004627</id><published>2009-12-10T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:40:08.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll do Anything for a Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d714b0ce68fe49af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd714b0ce68fe49af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CDDB939E2DFCC72A8142127C731766A4A1CD3B4.70F19CC00142686716A67ACB297B587B45B9452F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd714b0ce68fe49af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DybcjkTUJGR_AVN3hhVcFHe4pBjY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd714b0ce68fe49af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CDDB939E2DFCC72A8142127C731766A4A1CD3B4.70F19CC00142686716A67ACB297B587B45B9452F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd714b0ce68fe49af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DybcjkTUJGR_AVN3hhVcFHe4pBjY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Silver is getting older she is so much fun.  She is my smiliest baby.  She is laughing all the time.  And I am doing the silliest things to make her laugh.  I found out yesterday she likes it when I quack like a duck.  You can't see me in this video but I am making the silliest faces at her to make her laugh.  And I am her favorite person right now so she will laugh at anything I do.  This was taken at dinner time which is her crankiest time so it's still a good sign I can get a laugh out of her even when she is cranky.  I just love Silver so much.  She is the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80ac83c0da8ec883" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80ac83c0da8ec883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80633E2ADE005E30EA14826F5178DDCE304EB392.5326E3EE839E645312DED9CB64612D235364A928%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80ac83c0da8ec883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP2vbp4gs7Xf8XugfiYUkohOnrbU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80ac83c0da8ec883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80633E2ADE005E30EA14826F5178DDCE304EB392.5326E3EE839E645312DED9CB64612D235364A928%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80ac83c0da8ec883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP2vbp4gs7Xf8XugfiYUkohOnrbU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second video is Silver playing with her toy.  I love that she can grab onto things now and that she is starting to play with toys.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm blogging I might as well add a few pics of our Christmas decor.  We finally put up our tree this week and Silvers stocking just came in the mail.  I haven't got the nativity up yet.  It is huge and there are so many pieces to it so I don't even know if I will get around to it this year.  So this is our tree and the stockings:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-OxME0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/mf9gmsJp0r0/s1600-h/2009_12_11+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-OxME0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/mf9gmsJp0r0/s320/2009_12_11+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413761028796977986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-v8YiYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/pIVA7lOf6KY/s1600-h/2009_12_11+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-v8YiYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/pIVA7lOf6KY/s320/2009_12_11+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413761037702302082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK_T3NiPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/MIwCnQdkTtw/s1600-h/2009_12_11+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK_T3NiPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/MIwCnQdkTtw/s320/2009_12_11+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413761047344285938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-x1ybJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/b6EfGQE2H1E/s1600-h/2009_12_11+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-x1ybJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/b6EfGQE2H1E/s320/2009_12_11+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413761038211509394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to see in the pictures but they all have their names on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2443208028310004627?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2443208028310004627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-do-anything-for-laugh.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2443208028310004627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2443208028310004627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-do-anything-for-laugh.html' title='I&apos;ll do Anything for a Laugh'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SyGK-OxME0I/AAAAAAAAAW0/mf9gmsJp0r0/s72-c/2009_12_11+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6390792382283645069</id><published>2009-12-05T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:55:01.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa the Newfie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsziF0qovI/AAAAAAAAAV0/INx-CZQ-ixM/s1600-h/2009_12_05+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;I'm so happy to say that all the sickness is gone in our home and we are all better just in time for a weekend of parties.&amp;nbsp; On Friday night we had Reid's birthday party:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszP0vEKxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rvKn1YcfruA/s1600-h/2009_12_05+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszP0vEKxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rvKn1YcfruA/s320/2009_12_05+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Then we went right over to the church party.&amp;nbsp; It was tons of fun.&amp;nbsp; The kids were pretty tired by the end of it though.&amp;nbsp; Then this morning we went to the Syncrude party for the kids.&amp;nbsp; It brought back so many memories of when I was a kid going to those.&amp;nbsp; I was Jada's age when I went to my first one.&amp;nbsp; They had a magician there and then the kids got to meet Santa and have lunch.&amp;nbsp; And they give out such nice gifts.&amp;nbsp; Leela got a Princess throne that plays music when she sits on it and it came with a skirt and tons of jewelery.&amp;nbsp; Reid got a huge Nurf gun that's like a machine gun.&amp;nbsp; I was having so much fun shooting my kids with it all day and then I told them they could shoot me with it.&amp;nbsp; MAN does that ever kill to get blasted with that thing directly in the face from up close!! Jada was like, "SEE!&amp;nbsp; I told you it hurts!!"&amp;nbsp; I thought she was being dramatic! haha!&amp;nbsp; Anyways, Jada got a horse for her barbies that walks and plays music.&amp;nbsp; And Silver got&amp;nbsp; a walker thing that she can use when she's learning to walk.&amp;nbsp; Very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;So, on Friday when we went to see Santa at the church (AKA, brother Simpson)&amp;nbsp; Jada was like, "mommy, &lt;/span&gt;that doesn't look like Santa..."&amp;nbsp; And so we told her that was one of his helpers.&amp;nbsp; Then when we went to the Syncrude party the Santa there came out and totally had a Newfie accent!!&amp;nbsp; He was like, "where ya to, by?"&amp;nbsp; The minute he started talking I burst out laughing!!&amp;nbsp; Then I thought, now how am I going to explain this one to the kids.&amp;nbsp; I thought for sure they'd notice the accent and wonder who this guys was.&amp;nbsp; But then I realized that my kids all have grown up around newfies so they are probably all used to it and think he talks normal!&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; I've even heard Jada come home from school saying Newfie terms.&amp;nbsp; It's soo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;So here is Newfie Santa with Jada.&amp;nbsp; Reid was too scared and Leela...well, she wanted to meet him but right before she got to him she was sitting on a bench and leaned back because she thought there was a back to the bench but there wasn't so she fell back and hit her head on a metal radiator and the brick floor.&amp;nbsp; So...needless to say, she wasn't really in the "let's go meet Santa mood!!" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsziF0qovI/AAAAAAAAAV0/INx-CZQ-ixM/s1600-h/2009_12_05+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsziF0qovI/AAAAAAAAAV0/INx-CZQ-ixM/s320/2009_12_05+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;So, that's what we've been up to lately.&amp;nbsp; I think it got me a little bit more into the Christmas mood.&amp;nbsp; I haven't really been feeling that Christmasy this year.&amp;nbsp; I haven't even set up my tree yet.&amp;nbsp; I'm not really in any rush since it all gets destroyed so fast anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsztqsYTpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xoxdk6hspSs/s1600-h/2009_12_05+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;Oh, and just one more question...why does everyone I know with little kids have such nice Christmas trees??&amp;nbsp; How is this possible...please tell me your secrets!&amp;nbsp; Ours consists of 2 year old broken candy canes and decorations the kids made from school.&amp;nbsp; It always looks so sad.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that's why I'm in no rush to put it up this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's Ryan and Reid at the church party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsztqsYTpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xoxdk6hspSs/s1600-h/2009_12_05+049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsztqsYTpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Xoxdk6hspSs/s320/2009_12_05+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me with Jada, Leela and Silver at the church party with Santa.&amp;nbsp; Reid was soooo scared of Santa he wouldn't even come in the room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszcFd5dfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/bxU045J9h1o/s1600-h/2009_12_05+061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszcFd5dfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/bxU045J9h1o/s320/2009_12_05+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Silver as Santa baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsznhGWdlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/h0GhDvJ4G4w/s1600-h/2009_12_05+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxsznhGWdlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/h0GhDvJ4G4w/s320/2009_12_05+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leela wearing her Santa hat: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszWIHUngI/AAAAAAAAAVk/j_B9T7-fsIg/s1600-h/2009_12_05+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszWIHUngI/AAAAAAAAAVk/j_B9T7-fsIg/s320/2009_12_05+035.jpg" style="background-color: white; color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-6390792382283645069?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/6390792382283645069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-newfie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6390792382283645069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6390792382283645069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-newfie.html' title='Santa the Newfie'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SxszP0vEKxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rvKn1YcfruA/s72-c/2009_12_05+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8795555071745055333</id><published>2009-11-22T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:57:29.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning....if you aren't in the mood for whining DO NOT READ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SwnrXk4P5NI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UCie06v4MRQ/s1600/2009_11_18+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....where do I start...I'm sick.&amp;nbsp; And I just feel like whining about it, so I thought I'd do it in my blog rather than to everyone I talk to.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what I have, but it all started on Tuesday with chest pain.&amp;nbsp; Then everyday it just got worse and worse.&amp;nbsp; It moved up to my head and my head just aches.&amp;nbsp; I'm so congested.&amp;nbsp; And today I am feeling really dizzy.&amp;nbsp; The right side of my head is tingling.&amp;nbsp; And now my stomach hurts.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and a week or so ago I ripped half my toenail off when I ran into the vacuum cleaner so that hurts too.&amp;nbsp; PLUS, I have an ingrown finger nail that is so red and puffed up.&amp;nbsp; I can feel my pulse throbbing in my whole finger.&amp;nbsp; And it has puss coming out of the nail too!&amp;nbsp; Hey, I warned you not to read this!!&amp;nbsp; Besides all that I got my flu shot a couple days ago and my arm hurts so bad.&amp;nbsp; I don't usually get the regular flu shot, this was the H1N1 shot.&amp;nbsp; Is is normal for it to be this sore after?&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I feel like I'm dying, but hey, I'll get over it.&amp;nbsp; I'm just counting down till Wednesday when Ryan is off and can take care of me.&amp;nbsp; I'm so tired and it really reminds me of my pregnancy with Silver.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's the only good thing that I'm NOT pregnant!!&amp;nbsp; Hey, and while I'm looking at the bright side, at least my cracked nipples are healed too!!&amp;nbsp; That only lasted a month and a half...just in time for all this other crap.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and did I mention Silver is sick too?&amp;nbsp; First thrush, then measles, then Flu, then thrush again.&amp;nbsp; She is finally starting to feel better now so I am happy for that.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, if felt good to get all that out.&amp;nbsp; Now I don't have to whine about it all again when Ryan comes home.&amp;nbsp; Cause I'm SURE he just wants to hear all the complaining too! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ohm here's a pic of my finger.&amp;nbsp; It's a bad picture so you can't really tell how bad it is, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SwnrXk4P5NI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UCie06v4MRQ/s1600/2009_11_18+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SwnrXk4P5NI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UCie06v4MRQ/s320/2009_11_18+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8795555071745055333?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8795555071745055333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/warningif-you-arent-in-mood-for-whining.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8795555071745055333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8795555071745055333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/warningif-you-arent-in-mood-for-whining.html' title='Warning....if you aren&apos;t in the mood for whining DO NOT READ!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SwnrXk4P5NI/AAAAAAAAAVU/UCie06v4MRQ/s72-c/2009_11_18+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7818756285265623782</id><published>2009-11-13T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:29:12.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too many!!</title><content type='html'>So, this week I have been going through the house cleaning up and getting rid of all the unused toys.  What a mess!!  OK, so every month or two I do this same thing...empty toy bins, throw out the garbage and donate the toys they're bored of.  So how the heck does it multiply in just one month!??  I don't get it!  I don't know how we keep getting more and more toys.  I know Jada just had a birthday, but really...REALLY!??  This is INSANE!  I don't know why we buy toys in the first place since they get bored of them in like 20 mins.  The big thing in our house is stuffed animals.  Isn't that nice?  Ya, it's great having stuffies everywhere wince they take up 10 times more space then any other kind of toy. Everywhere I turn there's another one.  I find them in my bed, in the pantry, in the bathroom and in the closet.  And yet every time we go to Edmonton I just HAVE to buy them just ONE more!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2xWI-Z75I/AAAAAAAAAUk/fTXT0bflYr4/s1600-h/2009_11_11+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2xWI-Z75I/AAAAAAAAAUk/fTXT0bflYr4/s320/2009_11_11+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403670121838931858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2xWt494VI/AAAAAAAAAUs/x_GezVzBXVM/s1600-h/2009_11_11+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2xWt494VI/AAAAAAAAAUs/x_GezVzBXVM/s320/2009_11_11+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403670131748233554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I also went through the kids books and got rid of two huge boxes full.  I'm trying to sell them for $25 but if a friend wants to take them off my hands they can have them for free.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zMmTW-UI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KjxuasF714Q/s1600-h/2009_11_11+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zMmTW-UI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KjxuasF714Q/s320/2009_11_11+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403672156936010050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides toys and books, clothes are also another thing that is getting a little insane around here.  We have 13 large totes of girl clothes in my closet!!  Yes- 13!!!  Not to mention three dressers FULL and closets FULL!  Yesterday I went through all of Leela's clothes because she has only 3 different outfits she likes.  I got rid of two HUGE garbage bags full!  It feels so good to dejunk though.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I am trying to sell some stuff too.  Like my baby swing that Silver HATES,  her bassinet, the books as I mentioned, and my treadmill.  My treadmill is less than a year old and in great condition.  I'm asking $700 but will sell to a friend for $600.  I can't use it anymore because of my knees.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zLqtOagI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Co8WhAonbJg/s1600-h/2009_11_11+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zLqtOagI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Co8WhAonbJg/s320/2009_11_11+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403672140938373634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   If anyone of my friend wants to take the swing or bassinet they can have them for free!  Yes, please, take them from me!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zNGtNu5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/kX1P6J90AuU/s1600-h/2009_11_11+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zNGtNu5I/AAAAAAAAAVM/kX1P6J90AuU/s320/2009_11_11+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403672165634390930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zMSo32bI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4RsDYFbDZKc/s1600-h/2009_11_11+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2zMSo32bI/AAAAAAAAAU8/4RsDYFbDZKc/s320/2009_11_11+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403672151657535922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what I've been up to lately.  What an exciting life I have! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7818756285265623782?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7818756285265623782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-too-many.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7818756285265623782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7818756285265623782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-too-many.html' title='Way too many!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sv2xWI-Z75I/AAAAAAAAAUk/fTXT0bflYr4/s72-c/2009_11_11+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-6438323564531584288</id><published>2009-11-04T17:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:12:33.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver's Purple</title><content type='html'>Silver has been the best baby ever for me.  She sleeps over 12 hours straight at night and most of the day.   But the last couple weeks she has been getting up in the night and not sleeping much during the day.  She has been crying like she's in pain.  And when I would feed her she would squirm so much.  So last week I made an appointment for this Tuesday.   That morning I really thought of canceling her appointment because it was snowing and I was just so tired.  But I brought her anyways.  When I was telling the Dr her symptoms she looked at Silver and she gave her the biggest smile!  The Dr said she was saying I was lying! lol  Anyways, as soon as she looked in her mouth she said, "she has thrush."  I should have known!  Every night when I gave her a bath I would clean her mouth out with a cloth and there was always white stuff on her cheeks that I could not get off.  But I just thought it was milk!  So, this explains why she's been in pain and why she's been squirming and up in the night.  Also, I have been cracking for a month and a half now and couldn't figure out why I wasn't healing.  The Dr said I won't' heal either until I use the medication.  So, it's only been a day since we both have been using the medication and we BOTH are feeling 10 times better!  Silver slept all night again.  And she napped most of the day.  And I am not in pain anymore!  I can't believe I didn't figure it out earlier, but this is the first kid of mine to have thrush.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the stuff I put on me and her is bright purple and stains EVERYTHING!  So I've been wearing old clothes on me and her.  So, today I decided since I'm in old clothes it would be a good day to do some paint touch ups around the house.  I usually do it every 6 months since with 4 kids there's always a kid dinging a wall or marking it somehow.  So, not only do Silver and I feel better, but the house looks great too!&lt;br /&gt;Here's Silver with her purple mouth:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SvIntCYxMOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kvDcAmEKJLk/s1600-h/2009_11_04+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SvIntCYxMOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kvDcAmEKJLk/s320/2009_11_04+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400422557859000546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SvInt0obJ4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/35jbZze-2Po/s1600-h/2009_11_04+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SvInt0obJ4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/35jbZze-2Po/s320/2009_11_04+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400422571346438018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-6438323564531584288?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/6438323564531584288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/silver.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6438323564531584288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/6438323564531584288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/11/silver.html' title='Silver&apos;s Purple'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SvIntCYxMOI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kvDcAmEKJLk/s72-c/2009_11_04+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7788330220057138166</id><published>2009-10-27T12:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:45:36.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is us!</title><content type='html'>We finally decided to get some professional pictures done of our family.  I think they turned out pretty good, considering we have 4 kids 7 and under.  It was a lot of fun.  Here are a few of them:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNYxAhOaI/AAAAAAAAATU/7MZN9ltRyFg/s1600-h/2009_10_27+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNYxAhOaI/AAAAAAAAATU/7MZN9ltRyFg/s320/2009_10_27+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397367766294542754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZswputI/AAAAAAAAATk/NTR8WFKOs30/s1600-h/2009_10_27+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZswputI/AAAAAAAAATk/NTR8WFKOs30/s320/2009_10_27+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397367782334118610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNaBmmxUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/J8h415jX4kY/s1600-h/2009_10_27+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNaBmmxUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/J8h415jX4kY/s320/2009_10_27+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397367787929126210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZCh5aeI/AAAAAAAAATc/vydddCoxn9Q/s1600-h/2009_10_27+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZCh5aeI/AAAAAAAAATc/vydddCoxn9Q/s320/2009_10_27+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397367770997942754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZ5gVm4I/AAAAAAAAATs/R3mk6w_T9lg/s1600-h/2009_10_27+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNZ5gVm4I/AAAAAAAAATs/R3mk6w_T9lg/s320/2009_10_27+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397367785755351938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7788330220057138166?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7788330220057138166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7788330220057138166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7788330220057138166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-us.html' title='This is us!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SudNYxAhOaI/AAAAAAAAATU/7MZN9ltRyFg/s72-c/2009_10_27+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-229637592899674394</id><published>2009-10-26T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:35:11.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe she's SIX!</title><content type='html'>On October 23 2003 my first little girl was born.   I still remember how tiny she was.  Well, on Friday she turned 6!  I can't believe she is SIX already!  She is growing up so fast.  She is really such a fun girl.  So for her birthday we started the day out by giving her breakfast in bed (only she woke up just before so it was breakfast on couch, lol).  I made her favorite, toast with scrabbled eggs and a glass of milk.  Only the toast was heart shaped.  Then we went to my parents for a family brunch with cake.  And then on Saturday we had her party with her friends at Burger King.  It's so nice to not have all the mess in my house!  AND not to have to cook!  The kids had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Jada at my parents getting ready to blow out the candles:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SuZJOZIplgI/AAAAAAAAASs/xwcKkxTPW0I/s1600-h/2009_10_24+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SuZJOZIplgI/AAAAAAAAASs/xwcKkxTPW0I/s320/2009_10_24+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397081715064280578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada getting ready for cake #2 at Burger King:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SuZJOyE0yCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1cAc7IfzT4k/s1600-h/2009_10_24+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SuZJOyE0yCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1cAc7IfzT4k/s320/2009_10_24+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397081721759123490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada opening her gifts:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SuZJPemsshI/AAAAAAAAATE/chArjdKrdd8/s1600-h/2009_10_24+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I don't watch TV during the day, and there's only so much you can do on facebook!  lol  I can't read that much because Leela is constantly interrupting and asking for things.  So I needed to find something to do that I don't have to concentrate that much on.  So I started crocheting!  I am really enjoying it!  I started making a blanket first.  It turned out ok.  But after I went on youtube and learned all the things that I did wrong on it.  So now I am trying to learn to crochet hats.  I am having a hard time getting the sizing down though.  But it is fun to just keep trying.  I am just using the yarn I have now and once I find a pattern I love I will get better colours.  This is the blanket I made.  I know, there are TONS of mistakes!  Oh well!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oQgXPpAI/AAAAAAAAASE/fOCXT6EPXRM/s1600-h/2009_10_14+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oQgXPpAI/AAAAAAAAASE/fOCXT6EPXRM/s320/2009_10_14+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394864036411057154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple hats I've made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRCRTBGI/AAAAAAAAASM/3zjZ2Qb4PAs/s1600-h/2009_10_20+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRCRTBGI/AAAAAAAAASM/3zjZ2Qb4PAs/s320/2009_10_20+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394864045512918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRhek5dI/AAAAAAAAASc/Wuh6eRlkFgc/s1600-h/2009_10_20+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRhek5dI/AAAAAAAAASc/Wuh6eRlkFgc/s320/2009_10_20+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394864053890115026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one turned out to be too small for Silver but I will donate it.  Ryan says it's the ugliest thing he's ever seen, but I thought it was pretty cute!  (the hat, not the doll.  The doll is kinda creepy, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oxZnybgI/AAAAAAAAASk/e4pPRETXz90/s1600-h/2009_10_20+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oxZnybgI/AAAAAAAAASk/e4pPRETXz90/s320/2009_10_20+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394864601537080834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a headband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRczU5wI/AAAAAAAAASU/Rq433Qnt0N8/s1600-h/2009_10_20+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oRczU5wI/AAAAAAAAASU/Rq433Qnt0N8/s320/2009_10_20+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394864052634969858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Ryan now that I am learning to crochet I'm going to make everything crocheted!  When I went online for patterns there were even crocheted shorts!!  Seriously!  What's next, crocheted shower curtains!??!  haha!  Ok, so I won't go that crazy, maybe I'll just stick to hats and blankets.  But it's nice to not feel so bored anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my friend and I are going to tell everyone we know that can crochet to start making newborn baby hats and we're going to bring tons of them to donate to the hospital.  I never got one when I had Silver.  And the ones I got for my girls were pretty ugly.  So I think it would be nice to donate some cute ones for those women having babies here.  So if you know how to crochet, start making hats!!  Maybe I'll start a club...haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2433029182747146257?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2433029182747146257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/crochet-shower-curtains.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2433029182747146257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2433029182747146257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/crochet-shower-curtains.html' title='Crochet Shower Curtains??'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/St5oQgXPpAI/AAAAAAAAASE/fOCXT6EPXRM/s72-c/2009_10_14+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-5380944288186208108</id><published>2009-10-07T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:51:04.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver has Gold!</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it...I got Silver's ears pierced!!!  I guess I have learned a thing or two after getting Jada's ears pierced at 4 and Leela's done as a baby.  It is WAY easier to get them done when they are little!  They don't even know what's coming till it's too late!  So, I just found out that there is a place in town that has 2 women that pierce ears at the same time.  So I booked the appointment and got it done.  Yay!  I was so nervous for her.  After getting her shots a few weeks ago she cried soooo hard, so I was prepared for that again.  But she only cried for a few seconds and then went back to sleep!  What a good baby!  I just LOVE earrings on little girls.  They are just so pretty and feminine.  And it's great at this age because even if she's not in pink, people will still know she's a girl!  I'm so glad it's over with though.  I was so stressed all night and morning thinking, what if they slip and miss or something!  Plus I hate seeing my baby in pain.  But it's over and now!  And she is as pretty as ever!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SszvRNsGnHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h7eHgkkwMh0/s1600-h/2009_10_07+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SszvRNsGnHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h7eHgkkwMh0/s320/2009_10_07+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389945933067099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SszvRnXJFGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LGZZRjotBuo/s1600-h/2009_10_07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SszvRnXJFGI/AAAAAAAAAR8/LGZZRjotBuo/s320/2009_10_07+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389945939958502498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-5380944288186208108?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/5380944288186208108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/silver-has-gold.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5380944288186208108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/5380944288186208108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/silver-has-gold.html' title='Silver has Gold!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SszvRNsGnHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/h7eHgkkwMh0/s72-c/2009_10_07+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8992481625323329973</id><published>2009-10-05T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:30:52.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You'd think I'd know better</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I just blogged yesterday, but I just had to put this one on here.  Today I got some bright pink lipstick for Leela because she was so good for me at the store.  So, when I got home I told her, "NOT on the floor, NOT on your clothes, and NOT on Silver."  I went into the kitchen to clean up and then went back in the living room and this is what I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMgpiWnCI/AAAAAAAAARU/kjIeYBzfDGE/s1600-h/2009_10_05+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMgpiWnCI/AAAAAAAAARU/kjIeYBzfDGE/s320/2009_10_05+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389204027891686434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMhgi3JiI/AAAAAAAAARk/tiSp5QU5fng/s1600-h/2009_10_05+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMhgi3JiI/AAAAAAAAARk/tiSp5QU5fng/s320/2009_10_05+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389204042657768994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMhIc2mKI/AAAAAAAAARc/39TLE4vB920/s1600-h/2009_10_05+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMhIc2mKI/AAAAAAAAARc/39TLE4vB920/s320/2009_10_05+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389204036190116002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure had I not say anything she wouldn't have even thought about doing it.  But you SAY what not to do and it puts the idea in their head.  I really should know better by now because just a few months ago I left out some nail polish and she painted the whole kitchen with it.  Thank goodness for Spot Shot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and when I went to clean up Silver, I noticed that Leela dropped her cookie on the back of her head and the chocolate chips melted all over her neck.  Ya, it was a great day!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMiJoxYzI/AAAAAAAAARs/LMA72pA_wH0/s1600-h/2009_10_05+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMiJoxYzI/AAAAAAAAARs/LMA72pA_wH0/s320/2009_10_05+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389204053688410930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8992481625323329973?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8992481625323329973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/youd-think-id-know-better.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8992481625323329973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8992481625323329973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/youd-think-id-know-better.html' title='You&apos;d think I&apos;d know better'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SspMgpiWnCI/AAAAAAAAARU/kjIeYBzfDGE/s72-c/2009_10_05+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8540240321898405705</id><published>2009-10-04T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:31:59.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmonton with Jada</title><content type='html'>Last year when Jada was in Kindergarten a speech Therapist at school suggested to us that Jada see a ENT Specialist about her raspy voice.  She has always had a raspy voice and we never thought anything of it.  But we thought we should get it checked out just in case there is something wrong.  So, back in July we had an appointment and went and I ended up going into labor so we went home.  (Never go on water slides for 3 hours if you are 37 weeks pregnant!)  So we rescheduled for October 2.  We had so much fun with Jada!  We left Reid and Leela at my moms and took Jada and Silver.  Silver slept pretty much the whole trip.  And Ryan went on the water slides with Jada for hours while I shopped with sleeping Silver!  It was awesome!  I just love Jada so much.  She was so happy to have us all to herself.  After the water slides we took her out for dinner.  She was so hungry she ate all her food and then went on to Ryan's dinner:          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDDFRQCAI/AAAAAAAAARE/xoKwgBIxHiw/s1600-h/2009_09_01+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDDFRQCAI/AAAAAAAAARE/xoKwgBIxHiw/s320/2009_09_01+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388841780614531074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She couldn't stop smiling the whole time we were there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDCOA-7gI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VeIZgjUWkZs/s1600-h/2009_09_01+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDCOA-7gI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/VeIZgjUWkZs/s320/2009_09_01+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388841765782351362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDBnlOmdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cqrEWI-7Qn8/s1600-h/2009_09_01+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDBnlOmdI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cqrEWI-7Qn8/s320/2009_09_01+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388841755465390546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silver woke up for a bit during dinner but was so good:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDCpcR6vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/d0CO9CpzSXA/s1600-h/2009_09_01+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDCpcR6vI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/d0CO9CpzSXA/s320/2009_09_01+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388841773144599282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so fun to have some time with Ryan without all the kids screaming at us at the same time.  Jada was so quiet on our trip that Ryan and I got to chat the whole time.  I just love my time with him!!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDDh0V0zI/AAAAAAAAARM/J1xplLTLfmk/s1600-h/2009_09_01+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDDh0V0zI/AAAAAAAAARM/J1xplLTLfmk/s320/2009_09_01+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388841788277904178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day we got up early and went to Jada's appointment.  All went well.  The Doctor will make another appointment next summer to put her under and look in her throat with a scope.  Yay...another excuse to go to Edmonton with our girl!!!  I'm excited already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8540240321898405705?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8540240321898405705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/edmonton-with-jada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8540240321898405705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8540240321898405705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/10/edmonton-with-jada.html' title='Edmonton with Jada'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SskDDFRQCAI/AAAAAAAAARE/xoKwgBIxHiw/s72-c/2009_09_01+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8791470511080317</id><published>2009-09-30T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:01:53.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUWXoOS6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/CEti6xoB0ek/s1600-h/2009_09_29+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUWXoOS6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/CEti6xoB0ek/s320/2009_09_29+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387383060030180258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUV__F5AI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lY4m7mik_Go/s1600-h/2009_09_29+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUV__F5AI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lY4m7mik_Go/s320/2009_09_29+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387383053683647490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUVGVQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d-MTuLbyP98/s1600-h/2009_09_29+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUVGVQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAQU/d-MTuLbyP98/s320/2009_09_29+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387383038207389730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUUP0SQsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wOCQ0C4M6-U/s1600-h/2009_09_29+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUUP0SQsI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wOCQ0C4M6-U/s320/2009_09_29+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387383023573549762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Reid is turning eight this year he is able to start cubs.  Last night he was invested into the cub program.  He seems way to little to be in cubs already.  I can't believe my life of driving him to the church every Tuesday night has already began!  He is really enjoying it so far.  He has memorized the cub motto and promise.   I think he is going to love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c08e8228f9749777" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc08e8228f9749777%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11B469482B9783727CAC046BDBFB0CB16355D6AB.3D00F02324FC5F37302F22ACAB0F5BDC0C99A137%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc08e8228f9749777%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwjLkdeaKbjVCEtRhpuo-kiYB-rk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc08e8228f9749777%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11B469482B9783727CAC046BDBFB0CB16355D6AB.3D00F02324FC5F37302F22ACAB0F5BDC0C99A137%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc08e8228f9749777%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwjLkdeaKbjVCEtRhpuo-kiYB-rk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8791470511080317?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8791470511080317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/cubs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8791470511080317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8791470511080317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/cubs.html' title='Cubs!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SsPUWXoOS6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/CEti6xoB0ek/s72-c/2009_09_29+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3802426977928504742</id><published>2009-09-25T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:15:59.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This new thing called the "library"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sr0WhD-hz1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/6hdD1Kx9zyk/s1600-h/2009_09_25+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sr0WhD-hz1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/6hdD1Kx9zyk/s320/2009_09_25+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385485486664044370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sr0WgU4et0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pnx34QYZ7Pk/s1600-h/2009_09_25+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sr0WgU4et0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Pnx34QYZ7Pk/s320/2009_09_25+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385485474022209346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the last few years I have had at least one kid in half days at school, and this is the first year that both Reid and Jada are in all day.  I found the half days made it impossible for me to go to downtown because I always had to hurry home to feed them lunch and run back to the school.  So this year I decided to start taking Leela to the library program.  It's at 10:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  They spend about 1/2hr singing and reading books and then another 1/2hr doing a craft or playing.  Leela is really into the craft part.  She holds on to every craft until it falls apart.   It's only a dollar.  So, just in case anyone knows, we have a brand new library down at MacDonald Island.  The first time I took Leela I showed up at the Provincial Building and was like, "Where the heck is the library!!??!!"  I called my brother and he was like, "ya, it hasn't been there for months now."  Haha!  Just goes to show how much we get out! lol  Honestly though, I never used to go there because I have tons and tons of books at home and I read to the kids every day.  But this is great for Leela because she needs to get out of the house...especially now that the weather is getting colder.  Park season is almost over!  Anyways, the pictures are of Leela wearing her cat mask that she made at the library.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3802426977928504742?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3802426977928504742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-new-thing-called-library.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3802426977928504742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3802426977928504742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-new-thing-called-library.html' title='This new thing called the &quot;library&quot;'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sr0WhD-hz1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/6hdD1Kx9zyk/s72-c/2009_09_25+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7010705321008003505</id><published>2009-09-19T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:08:14.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver's first swim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5R4VegmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XVnrAITz3qc/s1600-h/2009_09_18+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5R4VegmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XVnrAITz3qc/s320/2009_09_18+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383271908934320738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5RVzcC2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/iAUIZnaHlXM/s1600-h/2009_09_18+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5RVzcC2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/iAUIZnaHlXM/s320/2009_09_18+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383271899664747362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5QtGLRkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DhwOzvn50UU/s1600-h/2009_09_18+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5QtGLRkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/DhwOzvn50UU/s320/2009_09_18+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383271888737486402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took all the kids swimming.  We met&lt;br /&gt;my brother, Curtis there with his girl Eva.  I wasn't sure how Silver would do because it was her first time.  It was awesome though!  Silver just was really quiet most of the time.  She started to get cold near the end so I wrapped her in a towel and sat on the edge of the pool.  The rest of the kids had a ton of fun too.  We haven't been swimming in a while so they were all really excited to go.  I love doing stuff like this with my kids!!  And I couldn't believe how easy it was to take all 4 of them by myself.  Things are getting easier and easier now that the kids are getting older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7010705321008003505?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7010705321008003505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/silvers-first-swim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7010705321008003505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7010705321008003505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/silvers-first-swim.html' title='Silver&apos;s first swim'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SrU5R4VegmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/XVnrAITz3qc/s72-c/2009_09_18+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7162346246163708834</id><published>2009-09-15T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:03:56.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirate/Princess Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sq_mEyzX9aI/AAAAAAAAAPc/M824PFiIhj8/s1600-h/2009_09_14+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sq_mEyzX9aI/AAAAAAAAAPc/M824PFiIhj8/s320/2009_09_14+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381773049762149794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year at school they have "spirit week" where every day they dress up as different things.  So, today was Pirate/Princess day.  I thought Jada would want to be a princess for sure.  But she insisted on being a Pirate.  She was the only girl that went as a pirate.  She was soooo dang cute!!!  This year a lot of Jada's girl friends aren't in her class so she has been hanging around all boys.  So she'll fit right in now!!  She even has her first crush on a boy now!  She says he's soooo cute and nice!  She is part of a club called the "mean" club at school where her and a bunch of boys pretend to put each other in jail.  She wears sloppy clothes and doesn't let me do her hair.  Jada doesn't like to follow the crowd and has always had her own unique style.  She loves to be different and I think it's great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7162346246163708834?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7162346246163708834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pirateprincess-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7162346246163708834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7162346246163708834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/pirateprincess-day.html' title='Pirate/Princess Day'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Sq_mEyzX9aI/AAAAAAAAAPc/M824PFiIhj8/s72-c/2009_09_14+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3622407279018191597</id><published>2009-09-10T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:01:06.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's gotta hurt!</title><content type='html'>Just minutes after I start to fall asleep last night I wake up to a loud "THUMP!" Followed by a high pitch scream!!  I knew what that meant...Leela fell out of bed again.  She was crying pretty hard this time.  It took me a while to get her to calm down.  She said her nose hurt, so I assume she fell on her nose.  I had to lay with her to get her to go back to sleep.  This morning this is what her nose looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqmEYyvU-FI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xj0GeAXJyL0/s1600-h/2009_09_10+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqmEYyvU-FI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xj0GeAXJyL0/s320/2009_09_10+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379976791342774354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqmEYMjxbRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lCZHrbG1UY4/s1600-h/2009_09_10+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqmEYMjxbRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/lCZHrbG1UY4/s320/2009_09_10+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379976781093760274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3622407279018191597?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3622407279018191597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-gotta-hurt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3622407279018191597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3622407279018191597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-gotta-hurt.html' title='That&apos;s gotta hurt!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqmEYyvU-FI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xj0GeAXJyL0/s72-c/2009_09_10+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-2059305865759928782</id><published>2009-09-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:29:31.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost doubled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqgBhbjXBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9D80e34hZew/s1600-h/2009_07_19+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqgBhbjXBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9D80e34hZew/s320/2009_07_19+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379551428737434866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqgAiGLyPNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GG8IzNOTUPw/s1600-h/2009_09_09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqgAiGLyPNI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GG8IzNOTUPw/s320/2009_09_09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379550340669652178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver has been growing like a weed lately!   So I took her to get weighed today and she has almost doubled her birth weight!  She is now 10lbs, 4 ounces.  She is filling out so much.  She looks a lot like Jada did at this age.  Jada turned into quite the butterball when she was a baby and I think little Silver will follow her footsteps! So, the first picture is Silver at a week old, and the second one is her now.  What a difference!  But she is still such a good baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-2059305865759928782?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/2059305865759928782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/almost-doubled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2059305865759928782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/2059305865759928782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/almost-doubled.html' title='Almost doubled!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SqgBhbjXBPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9D80e34hZew/s72-c/2009_07_19+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-4668172028169696962</id><published>2009-09-04T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:24:50.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-711efe1cdb4cc976" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D711efe1cdb4cc976%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BEA41B90A5A5FC78B59939FF81C42ECDC294030.1D4CD21A48F89194442A04E145B866AB584DC895%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D711efe1cdb4cc976%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZOZxWDXyStmDVOyapI-JjC_HMAc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D711efe1cdb4cc976%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331325359%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BEA41B90A5A5FC78B59939FF81C42ECDC294030.1D4CD21A48F89194442A04E145B866AB584DC895%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D711efe1cdb4cc976%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZOZxWDXyStmDVOyapI-JjC_HMAc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every evening from 8pm to 10pm I try to keep Silver awake so I can get her to sleep good at night.  She gets so tired in the evenings so sometimes it is quite a chore to get her to wake up!  The whole 2 hours I am constantly tickling her and poking her to get her to wake up.  It's so cute to watch her drift back to sleep.  But it's working cause she has been sleeping 6-7 hours straight in the night!  Anything for a little sleep is a good thing!!  This video is after about 10 minutes of trying to wake her up and her finally starting to wake.  Man I love that baby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-4668172028169696962?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=711efe1cdb4cc976&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/4668172028169696962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleeping-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4668172028169696962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/4668172028169696962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleeping-baby.html' title='Sleeping Baby'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7062974585020298264</id><published>2009-08-31T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:35:46.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv7ff_yofI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Cg9kQsjzFnc/s1600-h/2009_08_31+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv7ff_yofI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Cg9kQsjzFnc/s320/2009_08_31+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376167098780393970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv545B-_RI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9qHRmVsRCRc/s1600-h/2009_08_31+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv545B-_RI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9qHRmVsRCRc/s320/2009_08_31+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376165335973952786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv54JfFNjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kAId0ma30Tw/s1600-h/2009_08_31+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv54JfFNjI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kAId0ma30Tw/s320/2009_08_31+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376165323211093554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying in bed, it's about 6:30am and in walks Jada.  She got up early, got her own hair done, her clothes on, she packed her lunch in her backpack and was ready to go to school!  She was so excited to start grade one today.  Today Reid started grade 3 and Jada grade one.  And this is the first year that we have both kids in full time school and will not have to drive them at noon!  So excited about that!!  It will give me a chance to have some one on one time with Leela while Silver naps too.  I was kinda worried about Jada if she would get emotional when I dropped her off (as she sometimes does) but no!  She said, "By mom!"  And that was it!  She has lots of friends from last year in her class and her teacher seems really nice.  Reid was really happy to be back at school too.  He has some of his friends in his class too.  But most importantly, the one kid he was dreading being in his class is NOT in his class!  So glad about that!  And his teacher I've heard tons of good things about.  I'm looking forward to seeing their growth and watching them learn throughout the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7062974585020298264?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7062974585020298264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7062974585020298264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7062974585020298264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/Spv7ff_yofI/AAAAAAAAAOs/Cg9kQsjzFnc/s72-c/2009_08_31+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7792230006882670108</id><published>2009-08-28T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:44:12.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Cookies and Juice!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SphBjUokREI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dHLkR2QW210/s1600-h/2009_08_28+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SphBjUokREI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dHLkR2QW210/s320/2009_08_28+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375118230356771906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SphBigg9HnI/AAAAAAAAANs/tVLBUaJQqyg/s1600-h/2009_08_28+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SphBigg9HnI/AAAAAAAAANs/tVLBUaJQqyg/s320/2009_08_28+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375118216366202482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jada has been begging me all summer to have a lemonade stand, but the weather has not been that great.  So today it was beautiful outside and so I said we could have one.  She was sooooo excited!  So she coloured the sign and Leela helped me make some cookies too.  We actually didn't have any lemonade so I used Five Alive.  We had 3 costumers in total but the first one gave us all his change for just one drink.  The second guy bought 10 cookies and gave us $5, and the next costumer was my mom!  And she bought out the rest of the cookies.  We made $15 in all but the fun the kids had doing it was all worth it.  Leela brought out her cash register and was the little till girl taking everyone's money.  It was cute.  It was a fun day!  I'm glad we got to do it now because on Monday the kids will be going back to school!  Hard to believe the summer is over already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7792230006882670108?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7792230006882670108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/fresh-cookies-and-juice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7792230006882670108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7792230006882670108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/fresh-cookies-and-juice.html' title='Fresh Cookies and Juice!!!'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SphBjUokREI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dHLkR2QW210/s72-c/2009_08_28+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-7050950338427145386</id><published>2009-08-25T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:45:36.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pozzifood.blogspot.com'/><title type='text'>Another Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpRbdpiSSbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_-eLw9LXwEw/s1600-h/2009_08_25+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpRbdpiSSbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_-eLw9LXwEw/s320/2009_08_25+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374020820283836850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpRbdHx16eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Uj7mFwGaCUo/s1600-h/2009_08_25+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpRbdHx16eI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Uj7mFwGaCUo/s320/2009_08_25+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374020811222280674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I'm all into blogging right now I decided to make a new blog with all my favorite recipes.  I thought it would be a great way for me to organize them and share them with everyone else.  If anyone else wants to share some of their favorite recipes on there please do!! Check it out at pozzifood.blogspot.com  I LOVE getting new recipes.  Just write it in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;So, besides blogging, I've been taking the kids to swimming lessons this month.  They really love it.  Reid has completed level on so he is moving up to level two next year!  Jada is still really scared to put her head under the water so she will repeat Sea turtles next year.  But they both are having a blast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-7050950338427145386?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/7050950338427145386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7050950338427145386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/7050950338427145386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-blog.html' title='Another Blog...'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpRbdpiSSbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_-eLw9LXwEw/s72-c/2009_08_25+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-8746615826412515228</id><published>2009-08-23T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:48:49.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silver's Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpGdBq2V0BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xz6pzVHAOmQ/s1600-h/2009_08_23+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpGdBq2V0BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xz6pzVHAOmQ/s320/2009_08_23+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373248482437353490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpGctEPrX9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EWfzpY-MXZk/s1600-h/2009_08_23+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpGctEPrX9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/EWfzpY-MXZk/s320/2009_08_23+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373248128477257682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a special day for our little baby, Silver.  Ryan gave her her baby blessing today at church.  It was also special because her little cousin Violet had her blessing today too.  It was really neat to have the babies both blessed on the same day.  They are both beautiful babies!  I can't believe Silver will be 6 weeks old tomorrow!  I can tell she is getting bigger and bigger and sometimes it makes me a little sad to think she will never be this small again.  but I know there is so much to look forward to.  She is starting to smile.  And I am looking forward to trying out her Bumbo seat I got her.  I never had one with the other kids so I am curious to see if she likes it.  I have heard so many people say how great they are.  I am also looking forward to her interacting with her siblings.  They love her so much already and I know as she gets bigger and more aware of them she will love them too!  I love my Silver!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-8746615826412515228?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/8746615826412515228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/silvers-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8746615826412515228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/8746615826412515228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/silvers-blessing.html' title='Silver&apos;s Blessing'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpGdBq2V0BI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Xz6pzVHAOmQ/s72-c/2009_08_23+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-927919682077469472.post-3306614036117888466</id><published>2009-08-22T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:31:53.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Years of Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpB7m69oLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sFMSOsmMG4c/s1600-h/2009_08_21+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpB7m69oLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sFMSOsmMG4c/s320/2009_08_21+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372930264045988882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 years ago, on August 19th, 2000 Ryan and I were married.  We were married in the Cardston Alberta Temple.  We spent our first year in Lethbridge, where we had our first baby- Reid!  He was such a great baby.  Shortly after we had him we moved up to Fort McMurray.  I am from Fort McMurray and all my family is up here so we are really happy up here.  We had our second baby and first girl, Jada, in 2003.  Leela was then born in 2006, and just 6 weeks ago we had our fourth baby, Silver.  Our lives with the kids is fun, challenging, entertaining, and everything I wanted it to be and more.  I am loving being a mommy to these kids.  Ryan and I are still happily married and having lots of fun with our family.  We just celebrated our 9th Anniversary on Wednesday.  These 9 years have been great!  I am looking forward to many more years with him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, I know I started a blog a few months ago and never got around to updating it.  I'm going to blame that on being so exhausted from my pregnancy (like so many other things I blamed that on!)  And now I am really going to try to keep this one updated more regularly.  I hope you enjoy these little glimpses into the Pozzi lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/927919682077469472-3306614036117888466?l=pozzifam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/feeds/3306614036117888466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/nine-years-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3306614036117888466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/927919682077469472/posts/default/3306614036117888466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pozzifam.blogspot.com/2009/08/nine-years-of-fun.html' title='Nine Years of Fun'/><author><name>Alison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14967206872093980800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlm6RXLW-GM/ThkxdhMrtAI/AAAAAAAABAI/bFby8sqx5QE/s220/July%2B1%2B2011%2B035.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5cDq3VhIWfw/SpB7m69oLBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/sFMSOsmMG4c/s72-c/2009_08_21+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
